But it was not your fault but mine, and it was your heart on the line. I really fucked it up this time, didn't I, my dear?
And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears. And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.

miks muitten surullisuus tekee mutki aina niin surulliseks? osaispa joskus auttaa.

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