Tomorrow probably won't happen. I was such a high earlier, now I'm filled with dread. I know you can make it happen babe.
I know now I really have to stop soon. I feel sad , so sad. Will you tire of me already and break this hold you have over me. I can't take this anymore. I am so lonely without you. Everyday it gets better and worse.
Please make it happen tomorrow. Please babe, please .......
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