You could have had a hundred relationships,
And you could yet still find a hundred reasons to fall in love,
You could have a thousand kisses,
And you could have felt a million butterflies,
Every time you lose someone you thought was going to last forever,
Your heart will shatter into a million fragments,
And you have to teach yourself to pick your pieces up again..
For all the experience in the world, is not going to be enough for comfort,
You have to go back to the start to recover,
Find a reason to live, over and over, and over again.
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