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"You're in my bones and my blood and my heart, I'd have to tear myself open to let you go."

The trouble with romantics

“...and in the days and nights that I was drowning, he threw me a lifeline in the form of a song. Now it sings in my heart and fills it with hope.”

Day 54;

How many more nights will I cry myself to sleep?

I’ll fight like hell for you. And if you still don’t choose me my love, pray I forget you and I get over the heartache.

Day 365 pt. ii

Day 365;