That ship has sailed,
and you're too hateful or proud to cry out to sail it back.
Whatever...
You know what... Love carries a courage, a blessing to the heart makes it brave, a gut comes along with it makes you alert n' alive to keep it, no matter what.
I just hoped you've had it too. Maybe a little passionate for a while, right?
I'm damaged in the soul, have been in hell for quite a long while. Sudden recovery would be a miracle.
But you don't believe in them if they're not brought ready and instant, do you...?
Not for me at least. I'll give you that.
You know, maybe fast food is not as good as one you've been sweating to cook maybe for hours. One has to cry for a decent onion slicing environment.
Question is, is it worth it, and which one we prefer and... anyway...
I've got stuff to do. Treatment is taking long when by myself.
No matter what happens, I would never leave you.
Never.