What about now?
When the fear kicks in, you really have no choice.
She really got used to having that little piece of paper with her at every time. Maybe it wasn't just the time to let it go. Never having something and wanting it is far more different that having something and letting it go. It's a harder choice, or no choice at all? "I lost myself," she said.. When will you find her?
P.s: You'd be killing me in the most painful way, if you left.
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