I find myself writing in the midst of silence... yet the music is loud.
"Because that's what people do, they leap, and hope to God they can fly, because otherwise you just drop like a rock, wondering the whole way down, why did I jump? But here I am, falling, and the only one that can make me feel like I can fly, is you."
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