Like you, I sit here, missing parts of me that I willingly, longingly gave away. The battle between what I want and what I need has escalated to war. I hate it that those things aren't always the same. Conscience be damned... but I can't do that. Selfless adherence to some arcane commitment... can't seem to do that, either. Shall we dance? Maybe to Whiter Shade of Pale, or Cannonball, or Fix You.... something that lends itself to dancing while melting...
Your words resonate, dive deep and mine secret feelings. I wish you peace.
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