I don't want you to become a memory; a past event that I begin the story of with, "Hey, did I ever show you ___?"
The idea, the concept, just the mere thought alone has me sick...
I can feel my body break; begin to tremble...
But it's too early for a moment to let things out...
Just a little bit longer; just a few more hours....
-Not knowing is worse than knowing it all.
-The only way to find out how things will be in the morning is to just fall asleep.

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