It doesn't bother me what you do for a living, how much money you make, or where you live. All that I worry about is whether or not you can handle the ecstasy of love.

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I thought I could wait for you forever, but I can't. You're holding my heart and you're about to drop it. I can't deal with it any longer. If you love something, let it go. I have to let you go.