There's a tiny little giggle from the other end of the phone line, before she continues!
"Of course I do! I've only been telling you as much for ages now, Dia dear, do keep up! I've said it a hundred kablillion times! The feeling of someone being more precious to you than anything else in the world! Of knowing you would do anything to make that person happy, that you would stick by them through the deepest, darkest, most violent storms! ...Not just literal storms, of course, that was a metaphor, you see, but..."
Dia gets it, right?
"That's love, yes? You've felt that way, I'm sure! You can't put that feeling into a song?"
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"Of course I do! I've only been telling you as much for ages now, Dia dear, do keep up! I've said it a hundred kablillion times! The feeling of someone being more precious to you than anything else in the world! Of knowing you would do anything to make that person happy, that you would stick by them through the deepest, darkest, most violent storms! ...Not just literal storms, of course, that was a metaphor, you see, but..."
Dia gets it, right?
"That's love, yes? You've felt that way, I'm sure! You can't put that feeling into a song?"