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The perfect woman does exist. She was born 19 years ago...
www.youtube.com/watch?v=rsGnNPnDajY
I think I'm in love with Hina, in a legitimate, delusional way.
I see her, and am enraptured by her beautiful, sexy, adorable aura. I can see her in a wedding gown and holding our child. I can see her growing old next to me, watching a sunset together.
It's so healing, and refreshing, to see her. But also so, so painful, because when it ends, I'm reminded briefly of the stabbing pain in my heart that exists knowing I can never see her in those situations. I won't ever see her in the flesh, or have a conversation with her, or make her laugh, or see her flash that goofy smile at me.

It's not fair. It hurts to know that she's out there, in her absolute prime, and not mine. That she won't be remain pure forever, and that I won't factor into that change at all.

I don't know what to do, gravure friends. Is this how it ends? I die alone, wearing a VR headset with Hina content on loop, so that maybe, just maybe, I can have her be my final memory....?