'cause you and i, we were born to die.

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choose your last words, this is the last time. 'cause you and i, we were born to die. 

"Your heart." The well sister said. I didn't know or care which one. 

"You must give us your heart, then he may return."

Another interjected "But. Once he returns, you will not love him. Or anyone. Or feel anything. I would recommend this is a path you do not take."

I said, not so much of a question as a fact. "There is no other way." 

"No." They agreed. 

"Well then." And with that, I took my knife and stabbed it into my chest. 

Nothing compared to this pain. Every single agonizing moment in my life. Was all that I could see. Hear. Breathe. Taste. For eons.

Eventually, it came out. And then there was nothingness. I ceased to be. 

I stood there, motionless, as he appeared. I simply did not care. Not anymore. 

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