Marathon
What happens when I lay down my trust in you?
What happens when I lay me down at night and doubts arise?
Love is not for the faint-hearted
I tend to think of letting go even when I'm still hang up
Love is for the hopeful
I'm willing to make this misery and confusion work wonders for us
Endurance and patience we shall practice together
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