thirtyfour.

I felt like screaming uncontrollably, trembling with hatred. I wanted to look for excuses, or simply, a warning sign. I'm glad you didn't make me explain this to you, or better yet, tell you my dreams because then I would just have to break your heart, so that I could save it. We surely do not know what love is, so your guess is as good as mine. But please, Just hear this; then I'll go.You gave me more to live for, More than you'll ever know. Shall we call this a lesson learned?

Truly,Madly,Deeply.