I don't know how to make this work. I need you to fight, to tell me my worth. I need to know that you really didn't mean it all. That this won't cause us to fall. I need to know what I deserve. So I won't just be here going through the motions, sitting in verve. You have to tell me how much you care. Let me know that you'll always be here.
Otherwise I'm going to walk away. Forget all we've sacrificed, the prices we've paid. I'll take the towel and throw it in. I might just let this all end.
Unless you tell me how to make this work. Tell me how much I'm truly worth.
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