i will talk to you out loud and i will say this i promise even though whenever i see you i forget to ask questions and say that i'm worried because i'm happy and i don't want to change that

i would've liked for you to've done the same

in sickness and in health but then you're always sick and that's not good you don't need to be sicker and i'm sorry but i don't know how i contribute except in some ways that are not things i'm sorry for but i'm sure there are others so tell me

i feel sad and queasy

i don't care how you want me to feel

i'm glad you didn't tell me

i will blame you

sorry

but i know i'm going to try as hard as i can

there better be nothing to blame anyone for

i've been pushing as close as possible since it's seemed like your time left here is really short

i don't know if it's a good tactic

you seemed happier when i

what are you scared of

i thought i knew most reasons for leaving

i suppose not

oh well

what the hell

i love you

i will love you always

contact on the telephone machine with you now and i will talk about this i hope

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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