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Love is giving the person permission to ruin you, but trusting them not too. "Can you hold me please", she whispered. She whispered so softly like her world was falling apart so slowly, I didn't know why her world was falling but for her I would take on the world just for her. Carry the worlds weights on my shoulders just for her. Wrapping my arms around her I held her close and delicately just to make sure. Her head layed on my chest, this felt so foreign but yet so amazing. Her hugs always felt amazing like she really put all she had to offer in her hugs. She felt broken but for her I am willing to fix her piece by piece, even if I got cut during my process I'm willing to take it. Finally saying something that only sounded right for me I said "I'm willing" .
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