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[will someone please call a surgeon who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart that you're deserting for better company? i cant accept that its over: i will block the door like a goalie tending the net in the third quarter of a tied game of rivalry. so just say how to make it right and i swear i'll do my best to comply. tell me, am i right to think that there could be nothing better than making you my bride and slowly growing old together..?]
>i feel i must interject here; you're getting carried away, feeling sorry for yourself with these revisions and gaps in history. so let me help you remember. i've made charts and graphs that should finally make it clear. i've prepared a lecture on why i have to leave. so please back away and let me go.<
[i cant my darling, i love you so...tell me, am i right to think that there could be nothing better than making you my bride and slowly growing old together..?]
>dont you feed me lines about some idealistic future. your heart wont heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures.<
[i admit that i have made mistakes and i swear i'll never wrong you again.]
>you've got a lure i cant deny, but you've had your chance so say goodbye..
