I could kill and die for you, I once said.
And here I am dying to start all over again. To love you eternally, to hear your lyrical voice and to be held captive by your magical smile like I have always been.
And you know, that’s what killing me too. Every thought that craves to be with you shreds a fraction of you I hold inside. And I let it destroy me.
But here’s the thing, every time I die I learn to let you go and every time I am destroyed I learn to reinvent myself.
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