Spend a day hoping.
Waste a day.
To what end is there to this?
Where was your courage to crush me yourself?
No, there was no point in waiting for your word.
Rationality.
Sweet rationality.
I wish you were here this morning
to weigh down every happy thought.
Because only fools rest their dreams on hope.
Sweet heart. You were such a fool.
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