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I think that was my problem, I felt everything entirely too deeply. A simple gesture was never simple, it always meant the world to me. Anyone can walk through the door and whisper a soft hello in my ear and I would still hear a loud welcome home; I love you, how are you doing? The world isn’t meant for a heart like mine. When there is only a small shutter, I always hear a loud bang and drop all I am doing to help the nearest soul. That’s how I loved, I loved with every string of my heart and every fiber in my being.