I don't want to settle.

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I don't want to settle.
I resolved myself to the reality of life. Day after day, week after week passed and I found that a change had taken place within me. My spirits rose, eradicating the remains of melancholy.
It is the beginning of the end.
He was so beautiful, the feeling of having come home grew and past rejection did abate.
I seek no love or happiness, I am content to suffer alone as once I falsely hoped to meet a love comparable to mine.
When we find ourselves wanting nothing, when one is so full joy emanates from inside and I feel now as if I want to live each day in the absolute fact the sun is shining.
You're resilient, promise me you'll be happy.
She couldn't think of anyone else, he was the best thing that had happened to her heart.
He had simply disappeared. It had been so obvious surely he kept a secret. Her trust in him began to weaken.
If something happened it would spoil everything. Whatever this was would only complicate things.