I’d rather piece us back together a million times than start over with someone else.
I will bend over backwards to meet you where you need me, even if it hurts me, because giving up on you is something I can’t bear to even imagine.
You’ve said I don’t handle hard times well. And maybe that’s true. I’ve wanted to give up on many things when they got too hard.
But not this. Not you.
Something in me won’t let go. Something deeper than fear or pride, it’s love.
Call it foolish if you want... but I call it love. Because I would rather fight for what we have, over and over again, than live knowing I didn’t try hard enough to keep it.
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