'- Every day, I wake up thinking, "Maybe she changed her mind, remembered how much she loved me. I bet she'll come home today." But she don't come.I go to sleep alone. My heart's broken all over again.
And then the sun comes up, and I I think, "Maybe today's the day."
- But it never is the day, is it?
- No.
- It's time you realize it never will be.'
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