Just another 5 days. I'm worried that I won't be able to let you leave. I want to hold on a little tighter, as if I could stop you from slipping through my fingers. But I'm not supposed to, am I? It's ironic how everything is turning upside down and all around like a rollercoaster in my life and for you, it's just another day.
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