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“I don’t know how to love you, Piper,” he says roughly. “But I know I love you a little more every day.”
Our love may be unexpected and flawed, but it’s ours. That’s all that matters.
“You don’t know how you wreck me.”
“I promise to give you as many tomorrows as I possibly can.”
But what we have is a real love. It’s dark, and ugly; raw and passionate. It brings pain and it brings happiness and everything in between. This love—our love—is a love that never dies. It withers in the dark and comes back to life again under bright moments even stronger than it was before.
You’re all I have and all I love and I can’t give you up. Try not to give me up, either. I love you like no tomorrow,
