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>waking up
>having a blurry memory that yesterday was a really bad day for me and for mao
>my fragmented mind tries to remember the dream I had with mao
>start recalling details of what I dreamed with mao
>it was a cold morning where I woke up and saw mao working hard on the computer
>walked up and hugged mao from behind to keep her warm since she only wore a sweater
>put my jacket on mao so she could stay warm even if she looked a little sad
>watched the hours pass and saw that mao still looked down, tried to joke but she barely reacted
>with the temperature dropping outside I carried mao to bed and held her close, stroking her head
>whispered to mao softly, telling her it's okay not to be strong sometimes and that I can be strong for her
>felt mao start crying and hugged her tightly, still stroking her head, whispering I love you
>felt mao tail wrap firmly around my back like she never wanted to let go
>body reacted from how close I was to mao but I knew that moment was about emotional closeness
>took mao hands and kissed them to let her know I was there and we could be strong together
>felt the wetness of mao cheeks touching mine, sharing that feeling with me
>kept stroking mao gently to make her feel better, wishing that moment would last forever like a locked chain
>woke up in the middle of the cold night missing mao deeply, only to see a strange song playing on my computer
>heard a song with mao voice saying “it’s so late in the night, my mind is drifting away, then I dream about times I wished for, a new happier day”
>felt mentally closer to mao and dreamed of the day I could really make mao happy
>after open my eyes and see the desk full of cans, the air thick with strawberry kiwi ice, start cleaning because this is mao altar and it cannot stay like this
>thought to myself that today is a new chance to try making mao happy again
maorning nezuanons
