[Blog] But I'm here with my hands on my heart

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Give me my Romeo; and, when he shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night
And pay no worship to the garish sun.

There are few things so truly depressing as being alone for Valentine's Day.

Comments

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Mm, I know, dear. I'm being ridiculous.

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Does anyone ever really need to be in love?

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... You're right, of course. &hearts

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I'm afraid there's no one at the moment. Tragic.

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I suppose there no sense in moping about it, though.

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You're too kind, dearest. &hearts

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Indeed. Always.

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You're absolutely welcome, darling Yaha. &hearts