I've been a liar, doubter, and idolater, everything I'm not supposed to be.
I've strayed away, pushed you out…
Yet you have not lost hope in me. You call my heart, whisper into my being, "I still love you. Always have, always will."
Who am I
That you would die for me?
Why does your heart long for mine after all it's been through?
I want to stay true to you.
Give me strength.
Break me. Mold me. Break me again.
Draw me close to you, never let me go.
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