Two separate beings, with separate views, clashing at times with separate tunes, but on a separate note, we make beautiful songs, one for all, and all for one.
I know when we're at odds you think I don't care, maybe because I refuse to throw my feelings in the air, maybe not as many as you might bear, but as a man I sit here wiping away these few trickling tears...
If we were to part, it might once again take apart, my slowly but surely rehabilitating heart, It quivers as I write this part.
I hope we don't part, for I love this book, although I hate this part, lets make more pages, lets engrave it on our hearts.
06/09/13
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