I have said this before, and I will say it again now.
Everyday, I pray that someone will whisk you away.
As much as it would hurt me to see you leave, it would bring me great joy.
Because you sure as hell deserve a lot better than this.
And as much as I'm glad to meet you in the middle, and as much as I want to be a safeplace -
The middle isn't enough.
And that's why everyday, I pray that someone will whisk you away.
As for now, I think I'll just hold your hand.
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