Cynical much?
You don't know when you began grieving, When you became a cynic, How you forgot what made you happy, While thinking of what didn't.
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I love you thirty-two and a third times
...When the phone rings, I put it to my I know she’s used up all her words, so I slowly whisper I love you thirty-two and a third times. After that, we just sit on the line and listen to each other breathe.
