My days begin with your name and nights end with your breath
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'I wish I could leave you my love, but my heart's a mess.' Polished sapphirines glinting with self-hatred, remorse, gratitude, and so much more. He offered a half-hearted smile tinged with suffering, unable to muster any more. "I missed you, Fleur." That was all he had to say, all he wanted to say. Saying that sentence felt so right, but it also hurt him immensely.