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Waking up with a broken heart never happends
because dreams don't break your heart
neither does disire
or hate
or regret.
Just love breaks your heart
just that one feeling that fills you up like a helium ballon
and let's go of your string
so you can forever get higher into the deep blue horizon.
But when it leaves you
it lets you deflate and feel emptier then when you started
love can allways come back, and it can allways stay that second time around but
but the chances of your great red ballon popping
is so much greater
and so much graver in the end.
I love you Whitney; noone can understand how much I love you
but time won't heal all of this
just your trust and love and embrace will.
So heal me.