Through different seasons,different times, through anything and everything; she wishes to have him.
These are pieces of ecstasy, these are pieces of eternity, these are pieces of sadness, these are pieces of pain: these are pieces of love.
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This is love. Real love. Something that can't be broken. Only broken things are what gets in the way of his love. Will she want him?
TW: M*rd3r, SA, toxicity, overdose, substance use, s*icide