"This is the choice. This is the point of no return."
The time will come, maybe soon. The time when I have to choose. Choose whom I love.
There will be no turning back. No unfaithful doubt. It just might not be you.
"I fought so hard to free you."
I wanted so badly to be in your life. To be your life. To give you life. To free you.
"Pity comes too late. Turn around and face your fate."
But once I leave, there will be no looking back. Then what good will your longing do?
Face your fate.
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