My path seems to have been chosen.
Hate to say but it seems that you are not in it. Every talk we have had has turned us away from another.
I will miss you. With every breath I draw seems to pull us farther away.
Why? Why did I do this to myself? How could have this happen without one of us seeing it.
I want to try get back what we lost. My world seems to have come to an end. Sickness without you. I will miss you.
Do you want me to go? All you need to do is say the words. Path is closing I need to know if you want to test the walls or you want to back away. I will miss you.
All the good times we have had seem to push the walls back. I want you to follow your heart not your head.
Heart is for love. Head is for everything else. What is your choice? I will miss you.
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