Notes, Something I have working in the background

"I see that crack in your soul, you have a heart of gold" She told me, her arms wrapped tightly around my waist.
"Let me fall for you again." I whispered back to her, the fading light of Villy permeating the windswept mountain top.
"This isn't the time." She whispered back, gripping me tighter.
"But..."
"We can't, shouldn't, there's too much work to do."
"Heavy is the crown, isn't it?"
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