How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on... when in your heart... you begin to understand... there is no going back? There are some things that time cannot mend. Some hurts that go too deep... that have taken hold.
You always hurt the ones you love, the ones you shouldn't hurt at all.
You always take the sweetest rose and crush it untill the petals fall.
You always break the kindest heart with a hasty word you can't recall, so...
if I broke your heart last night, it's because... I love you most.
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How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on... when in your heart... you begin to understand... there is no going back? There are some things that time cannot mend. Some hurts that go too deep... that have taken hold.
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