I close my eyes and the flashback starts...
''Being with him made my brain quiet. I didn't have to invent a thing.''
maybe I am too busy being yours, to fall for somebody new...
expect anything from anyone; the devil was once an angel...
It hurts, because it mattered.
Someone I loved once gave me
a box full of darkness.
It took me years to understand,
that this, too, was a gift.
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