"sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole
just like a faucet that leaks,
and there is comfort in the sound.
but while you debate half-empty or half-full,
it slowly rises.
your love is gonna drown."
"cos in my head, there's a greyhound station
where i send my thoughts to far-off destinations,
so they may have a chance of finding a place
where they're far more suited than here."
"i'm honored to be your first special someone.
my greatest wish is to be your last."
i don't know why i didn't see this earlier.
what happens in the middle
doesn't make a difference.
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