Life is fair.
If she can, then surely my turn will come, won't it?
I want to know how it'll feel, when you get to the most perfect point and then look back. I want to have an idea that i can smile at. I want to feel, but it's not my turn to feel.
So, i will sit in empty chapels, run my fingers over the rosary,
And wait.
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