You're going to fall out of love with me,
many times. And I don't care.
I don't want you to live in love with me.
What matters to me is that you live
choosing me. Even if you're angry, sad, or
exhausted. That even then, the day
ends and you say,
"Her, I don't know why, but her.
A thousand times her."
~@GroundedGrowing
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