“That’s not true,” I whisper. “It just isn’t. Because your heart can break in a thousand different ways. When the sun rises too beautifully, or a child that isn’t yours cries. When you drive by a house that you’ve never lived in, but you wish that you did, or you see a life that makes you ache, even though it could’ve never been yours. When you hear a song that breaks your heart. When you look around at what you didn’t do. It hurts so much more than any of the things you did. Because life goes on. And on and on. There is nothing you can do to protect yourself if you actually want to live and
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