Your words were cold and cruel like a sharp razor blade on the thin skin of my wrist. My soul poured out with the crimson red of my blood. I tried to build up a dam to hold back the growing flood of my tears. I didn’t want to show weakness, but that’s all I felt. I couldn’t understand what it was about you that made me drop all my walls, leaving me completely vulnerable. Maybe I still hoped you would look at me the way you did when we first met or kiss me like you did when I told you I loved you. I wanted to believe you still loved me too, but when I looked in your eyes, I saw nothing. Cold, dark emptiness. In that moment I pitied you. How lonely it must be to feel nothing. I hope you find happiness again. Even if it’s…
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