I envy those people who think with their heads and not their hearts. Those people who are able to make calculated and considered decisions based on rational thought. Not like me. I shoot from the heart. A hopeless romantic to the core - that's me. I believe in the inherent good in people - in ever lasting, heart stopping, knee trembling love.
I thought Jack believed in all that too. And in a way he did. It's just a fecking crying shame he believed in it with someone else.
And now, now all I have left is, as the song says, a band of gold. (Well, to be more precise, a band of platinum studded with diamonds). It's going to be a bastard to take it off.
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