If I believe everything I hear, I should just walk away and never look back.
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I don’t. I don’t believe everything I hear. I don’t want to.
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But I am letting go. So go. Walk away and never come back.
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Do you know how it feels when you can’t hold what you touch?
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Can you imagine touching someone’s hand and not being able to wrap your fingers around hers?