I still believe in magic.
music: john mayer - in repair
Expectancy is expected to evolve over time, but as with chance, it is a song out of rhyme.
Through all the thrills and spills, the things you wish away often stay. A double take or even a lingering gaze, pale against the easy warmth of two soulmates.
I find it ironic how the best way to heal a broken heart is to open it to the risk of pain, even more so that through ceasing, a whole remains.
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