Sometimes I have the strangest feeling about you. Especially when you are near me as you are now. It feels as though I had a string tied here under my left rib where my heart is, tightly knotted to you in a similar fashion. And when you go away, with all that distance between us, I am afraid that this cord will be snapped, and I shall bleed inwardly.
Jane :
Drop dead , eat your heart out .
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