If I could, I would give it up. I would send my heart away and let someone else deal with it. I would surrender, and embrace the relief of no more responsibility for my own happiness.
But I can't. I can't take less than I deserve. I can't fill in all the dents and scuffs on this poor organ. I can't be so strong all the time.
Not anymore. Not without help.
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