I’ve Already Seen Us by Nelly Vee This wasn’t just a dream. It was something already lived somewhere beyond sleep, somewhere real enough that my hands still remember yours. I saw us on that shoreline, not as strangers finding love, but as two souls finally arriving where we were always meant to be. The ocean was moving, soft and steady, but it wasn’t what held me. You were. You were standing there in light, lace brushing against your skin like it already knew you. And your eyes… those deep, brown-black eyes… they didn’t just meet mine. They found me. Even now, through photographs, through distance, through moments that should feel small, they still carry something real. Something that doesn’t fade just because I haven’t stood in front of you yet. There’s depth in them. A quiet pull that doesn’t demand attention, but takes it anyway. Not fast. Not forceful. Just enough to make everything else fall away. I’ve caught myself staying there longer than I me...
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