I've guessed that you would hit him on his face if you were here. I've already guessed that.
But if you were here then, I wouldn't bother to love him.
Didn't you notice all these consequences?
It's okay. I've got a thing to quote. :")
If you are stolen from me, the way to have you live is to never stop loving. Buildings burn. You're gone. But your love is forever and it never dies
I love you. I really do.
It's kinda late but I love you.
Because I breath through you now.
And I love you.
I love you.
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