"I remember standing on the precipice, the chill wind turning my very bones to ice, and the world was no longer a friendly place - all I wanted was to have it all end.

Then I saw you, below. Your hair caught the moonlight, and your eyes caught mine. I saw that you loved me and in that moment I loved you back.

So now that you are on the precipice, and now that you have given up all hope, borrow mine - my hope, my love, my will to survive - take it all and keep it, here in your heart. Do not fall, do not falter. I am here, and I love you.

Let's go home."

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