A Quote by Brunhilda of Austrasia
You are so near to my thoughts and my heart yet so far from my body and my arms... I once loved the whole world because you were in it.
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I loved you so much once. I did. More than anything in the whole wide world. Imagine that. What a laugh that is now. Can you believe it? We were so intimate once upon a time I can't believe it now. The memory of being that intimate with somebody. We were so intimate I could puke. I can't imagine ever being that intimate with somebody else. I haven't been.
