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THE LOVE OF my life wants to die.
You. My light, my love, my reason. “You’ll die.”
I am not afraid of her. I am afraid of loving her. Because I wouldn’t just have to admit she was real. I would have to admit that I’m going to lose her too.
I’ve never been called beautiful.
Because my stars couldn’t compare to the one that faded into the dark.
“Then all my tomorrows are yours.”

