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"You didn't even really love me."
Heavy words,
cruel
words.
But wait,
couldn't you feel my love
as I softly ran my fingers through
your hair?
But wait,
couldn't you feel my love
as I glued my body to yours,
in the darkness,
falling asleep to the sound of your
steady breath,
needing to be as close to you as
possible?
And it was never close enough.
But wait,
couldn't you feel my love,
feel ME,
every time I looked into your eyes,
and just stared in wonder
at such a perfect creature?
Perfect
for
me.
You were wrong.
I loved
you.
Too much.
-Kat
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Kat S.
Learning to heal myself one written word at a time.
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