She is my true love

She is. I can't help. I can't deny it. I can't make it go away. I can either be happy with her, or I can be miserable without her.

I am better with her then I am without her. It doesn't matter what happens. That was the past. It would be no different than her life before me.

It's hard, but it will get better.

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