We'd make out with passion and aggression,
But we'd sleep so delicately as "I love you" becomes my confession.
To see that smile, every night before I sleep,
Makes me think the future has in store, the only thing I need. ♥
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By being unknowable, by resulting from events which, at the sub-atomic level, cannot be fully predicted, the future remains makkeable, and retains the possibility of change, the hope of coming to prevail; victory, to use an unfashionable word. In this, the future is a game; time is one of the rules.[/align:200a0a3257]