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My heart was beating again. It was beating for her.

She put her hands on either side of my face, and the world dissolved. There was only her, holding my bleeding body in her arms with her light shining over me like a glorious constellation falling into place.

There was pain too. But the pain was not as unbearable as I'd once believed it to be.

How strange it was. After all this time, I regained my heart, only to lose it again. To her.

It's been yours all along. It will always be yours.