When it all ends, the pain of parting is proportional to the beauty of the love once shared. Enduring this pain is hard, for memories immediately begin to torment you. And memories never die by themselves. They die... With us. And if it were only about love... If it were only about that, then the door before you would lead to an exit — not to the place where you will end up once you open it...

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