"Found a note, tangled in the sheets, said "I love you, so don't ever become me."
Echoes on the wind remember that you never could say please.
Found your picture on my porch, your cursive on the back begging "don't ever settle."
Found pieces of words from you,
scattered in the streets,
must've dropped them as you'd leave.
Oh, to be a gypsy but not a thief. "
And the next page:
"I know, I saved your life.
I was hoping you could stay in mine.
But i know that sometimes too little is too much to ask,
I just ask that when you smile,
Remember why."
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