I don’t mean to overwhelm you With all my I love you’s It’s just I guess My body was holding all of them in for so long. They were pilling up in my throat cramped and breathless And when the first one escaped… well, it turned into a prison
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It comes quietly, like a shadow, and before you have a chance to try save whatever beautiful thing you built…the dark has already surrounded you. When death comes for love, saving it might do more damage than letting it go; what used to inspire, what used to ignite… it all
sometimes all logic seems to do is confuse everything even more when all you need to do is find the calm in your intuition.