Our lives so simple but oh so complicated. Our dreams of cardboard house, where we live. A few hours pass reality, land will be bought. Soon cardboard dream will be wood and steel structure built by our love; its reality. Im moving forward towards you. Months will become hours till im back where i shouldve never left. Carboard? Vs reality. Its gonna come true. My love will make it from wood and mortor. Then soon we will be reality.

Dedicated to Special K