Giving yourself to someone, heart and soul, is not a thing to do lightly. In the process, part of you becomes that person. The fallout feels like an amputation: something is missing, but you’re not sure what. It may sound like I’m saying it’s not worth it, but nothing could be further from the truth. There can be no sorrow without happiness, and there can be neither without risk. I wouldn’t change a thing.
The Final Analysis
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