than the ambulance comes.
and she says: the signs are all vital.
but you're in critical shape, darling.
i promised to never have a heart again.
so how could it be broken?
and when i flatlined, i realized it wasn't you at all.
i need to realize i am better than this.
than you.
because all by myself, i could be okay.
Friday, December 30, 2005
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your amazing
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