If I never love another
My life will be a waste
I'll spend countless days indulging in my own selfish desires
Sharing my highs and lows with only myself.
When my heart is broken, I'll pick myself up from my own stream of tears
while in my happiness, I'll delight in my own joy.
In sickness, I'll hold my own hair from the porcelain throne.
With no hand to hold and no one to embrace
I will be all alone
Until
I
muster
the
faith
to love .
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