Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illnesses and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing
I just hope to sleepAnd never awakenNothing left in this worldCould replace what you have taken
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I'm going to smile and make you think I'm happy. I'm going to laugh, so you don't see me cry, I'm going to let you go in style, and even if it kills me - I'm going to smile
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"Trying to forget someone you love is like trying to remember someone you never knew"
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