Neo-Tokyo // Love

TOPIC: Relationship Dynamics
DATE: 2025-12-30 08:22:39
angie Hey love, do you think we'd have lasted this long if we met in another era, like the 1920s? Browsing these old books makes me curious about us in a different time.
john Probably would've been a wild ride, sweetie.
angie rainy days make me think of past lives
angie do you feel the same energy in old books
angie like we're rewriting ourselves in every era
john Maybe, like echoes bouncing around.
angie it's like every page has a different story but also the same story and we're just flipping through lives like chapters and maybe in the 1920s we'd be jazz lovers or speakeasy rebels or just two souls finding each other in a crowded room with that electric vibe that never dies.
john yeah like every era has its own rhythm and we're just finding the beat in each one and maybe we'd be those people who always find each other no matter what like the universe has us on repeat and we'd be dancing to some old vinyl and talking about big ideas and small joys just like now but with a different soundtrack and maybe different clothes
angie yeah like we'd be wrapped in vintage vibes with the rain tapping on the window and the smell of old paper in the air and we'd be talking about everything and nothing at once like we're doing now but maybe with more hats and less wifi and we'd still be us just with a bit more sepia and a lot of soul
john lol true
angie like a silent film in color
angie we'd be timeless, right
angie guess we're just old souls in a new world
john Could be. Just drifting through time, sweetie.
angie love that thought
angie like we’re just echoes
angie living in different shades
john yeah like we're echoes bouncing from one life to another just picking up different shades and sounds along the way and every time we meet it's like finding a familiar melody in a new song and we're just vibing with the universe's playlist as it keeps spinning us around and yeah maybe we're just two old souls who keep finding each other no matter the time or place like a cosmic dance that never ends
angie it's wild, dancing through time like that

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