Tu omnia | You are everything.
These words I write, are for him.
He knows that.
How?
Because when I've composed something, I show him first.
And he loves it.
When I show these words publicly, he doesn't react to it.
Why?
Because he already has. Privately. Intimately. To me.
I loved you Once. And that will never die. It will live within me Somewhere. And one day when I'm sitting alone in an empty train Y...
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