Imagine Me A N D You ⚡

So here is the real question: If you can imagine me and you, so clearly that your chest aches a little— what exactly are you waiting for?

Imagine me, not as I am, but as the version of myself that exists only in the quiet space between your thoughts and mine. The one who laughs a little too loudly at your worst jokes. The one who notices the way you push your hair behind your ear when you’re nervous. Imagine Me A N D You

That’s the thing about imagine . It’s not real yet. But it’s also not a lie. It’s the blueprint. The dress rehearsal. The whispered line before the curtain rises. So here is the real question: If you