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I'm not ready for this. And to think, You just stopped crossing my mind everyday. To think, That the prospect of seeing you no longer brought me pain. My false hopes had faded; You were in my heart and gone. But now you're back. What gives you the right? Your apologies, Much appreciated. Your challenges, Reigniting that fire. Just please tell me. Shall I turn you away? Harden my heart and reinforce my armor? Or shall I take that gamble again? Risk everything and let you back in? How much am I willing to lose? How much can one gamble when there's nothing to?
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May 19, 2011
May 19, 2011 at 9:30 PM UTC
And he returns.
I'm not ready for this. And to think, You just stopped crossing my mind everyday. To think, That the prospect of seeing you no longer brought me pain. My false hopes had faded; You were in my heart and gone. But now you're back. What gives you the right? Your apologies, Much appreciated. Your challenges, Reigniting that fire. Just please tell me. Shall I turn you away? Harden my heart and reinforce my armor? Or shall I take that gamble again? Risk everything and let you back in? How much am I willing to lose? How much can one gamble when there's nothing to?
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May 19, 2011
May 19, 2011 at 9:30 PM UTC
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