UNTIL
When do you risk it all for love?
Is it when their presence feels like air
and every breath without them
feels like a step toward drowning?
Is it when their dreams
become the rhythm of your own heartbeat
and the thought of their absence
leaves you restless in the night?
Or is it when you realize
that the only real risk
is never daring to love them fully at all
Or living the lies?
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