I was made to believe I'd never love somebody else // I made a plan, stay the man who can only love himself // Lonely was the song I sang, 'til the day you came // Showing me another way and all that my love can bring

About three days before my parents died, I remember hearing a pretty intense fight between them. I don't know what it was about, but after it was all over, he came upstairs and sat down on the edge of my bed. He looked at me with intense seriousness and told me something I pretty much decided already.

( later on, you will hate that I never gave you more than half of my heart )

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