Our City, Our Home
Tell me a story about how the sun loved the moon so much he died every night to let her breathe.
If I ever had to chose between loving you and breathing, I would use my last breath to tell you I love you.
If you only knew how much these little moments mean to me.
"What if I fall? Oh my darling, what if you fly?"
More than brother and sister, best friends for an eternity.
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