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I never forgot the day he walked into my life. I felt his presence but never him. Days past yet I still saw no one. Weeks later I started to see a glimpse of his suit. Months later I saw his cold blue eyes in the dark corner of my room. I ignored him at first. Then he appeared fully no longer hiding in the shadow of darkness. He stands in the far corner staring at me as I cry in the dark. I spoke to him but he never responds he just stared. That was until he suddenly answers a question I asked months ago. "Who are you?" He responded in a voice that left the room cold and said" A friend". I should've known better.
As we grow older he came closer and closer until he was right beside me, consuming all the air inside my lungs. I fall in love with his presence. The way he stuck with me like cancer. All I wanted and needed was him no food no sleep no friends just him. His blue eyes became more enchanting than cold. They held my tears and behind there his own suffering. His touch left a shivering sensation.
Time moves fast when I'm with him I didn't notice the insomnia that was growing. Never noticing the smile he was taking away from me and the headaches he left behind. I didn't see the pain that was hurting the people I love. The memories I was losing.
He was slowly ripping my heart without my knowledge. I gave him all of me losing myself in him. He didn't see the labels 'fragile handle with care when I gave him my heart or maybe he just didn't care.
I told him I was in pain, He laughed as if my life was a comedy I laughed with him but my laughter became sobs. He pressed his lips against mine and then printed these words in my head "you're fine". I felt like I was outside of my body then feeling paralyzingly numb in my mind and body. Everything was gone the pain was gone fear was gone, nothing but exhaustion.
Eventually, I wanted to feel again. So he brought me a gift. It was a beautiful bracelet. The bracelet was made of thorns with white roses. When He put the bracelet around my wrist as it tightened, the white roses were soon red as they filled with a red liquid. The red substance fell to the ground like falling petals off the rose. I looked up at him and he smiled.
I dance to the melody of sirens that night. But I didn't panic because in his arms he told me I'm OK. I felt a sudden urge to sleep so I rest my head on his shoulders. The siren melody soon overruled with a loud beeping sound like a heartbeat. Then he whispered "I'm sorry" before I can question him the beeping became louder and louder until there was a long loud BEEEEEEPPPPP. I hung onto his words like a candle in the night as the darkness consumed me.
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