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and when i finally believe it's all over, it suddenly hits me. i remember you, me, us, all the happy memories. only the happy ones, of course, but i pretend there were never sad, angry moments between us. and how could i not want those moments back? how could i not want to make new memories? and then my heart breaks again. every night, when it's late and nobody's there, i remember you, me, us. and then i remember you and her. and, right there, i feel your hand around my heart, squeezing it like it's so tender, just to see me hurt, until it's turned into dust. in that moment, i'm empty. but, when i think i can't take it anymore, that little voice calls me back to life, telling me i have so much to live and that he wasn't the one or the only one out there. and, while it sings me sweet lullabies, i finally fall asleep to wake up in a new, brand day.