although it killed him
to think that he was really thinking THAT thought of all thoughts,
at the same time, it also gave him a shred of hope,
a minute scrap of a chance that just maybe
he could actually have true love again.
he had been burned too many times,
had been through the trials and tribulations that always led to war,
experienced the two most opposite feelings for one person that you could ever possibly feel,
and picked up the millions of little pieces of his dignity and self respect.
and if you had told him yesterday he would ever have the chance to have it all and go through it again,
he would have told you you were crazy.
but there it was..
hope.
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