In an undertone, I murmured, "This isn't over. I won't give up on you." "I've given up on you," he said back, voice also soft. "Love fades. Mine has.
Well, I won't give up on us, Even if the skies get rough I'm giving you all my love, I'm still looking up
I won't give up till we surrender!
I won't give up the diary again. I must hold on here, it is the only place I can.
I am not who I was,' he whispered, gripping the edges of the column, 'but I know who I am.'... 'And I won't give up.
One thing I won't do: I won't give up on love.