If i died would you cry? Would you even bat an eye? Am i a thorn in your side or a spark in your eye? Would you hold my hand through the storm or throw me an unbrella and hope for the best, i know my heart is ratted and tatted and im a hot mess but even though its had to be stiched and sewn to fix the multiple breaks I can still put it in a pretty bow for you because i dont know if you have realized this but i would do anything to get acceptance from you. Yeah, its not the best way to think but everyday my longing to live shrinks. But i will wait. I will wait as long as you will stay.

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