It’s our time to make a move, it’s our time to make amends

How ever many ways my heart aches and pulls and longs and wonders these days,

someday I get to fall in love again.

I cannot think of a single thing more profound.

I will fall head-over-heels, terrifyingly, one-thousand-miles-an-hour, beautifully, explosively in love again.

It will be measured and sloppy and awkward and overwhelming and earth-shattering and soul-dividing.

And that makes every second of this worth it.

Renegade — X Ambassadors

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