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Your Demons

We both knew how this would turn out. I thought I was more ready than I was.

I took it too seriously when you told me my feelings were reciprocated. I watched my own feelings intensify more quickly than anticipated. We used each other as band-aids, a safe and gentle fix Turned to each other for affection and comfort in moments of...

Anonymous

“Letters”   I wrote you a love letter.But it burned before you could read it.There, in the warmth of the sunThat was in your eyesWhen you told me you loved me. I wrote you a love letter.But pieces were stolen in the windWhich kicked up to blow downThe bri...