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Her POV I know you see me, Karan. And I see you too. But sometimes when I open my eyes and look for yours, you seem far away. Sometimes I worry you crave that quotidian feeling of life; perhaps you wish you could blend into the crowd as easily as you stand out today. I know I always tell you that you're not crazy, maybe just a bit different. But the truth is I say so because darling, I'm crazier than you. I've never feared the blood on your wounds because they remind me of who I am. Don't be worried for me love, red is my favourite colour. You've never known about the dead butterflies in my closet. You've never known what happened that winter night when I dug a grave and buried myself beneath. You've never known the wilderness within me; that still screams, waiting to escape. You might think I was your grounding but darling, you tamed me. And I'd do anything for you.
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Last part of the two shot, hope you enjoyed it! It didn't really have a plot, just their internal monologues. Let me know if you liked it and drop suggestions for themes for my next proses/poems! Thank you! And don't forget to vote and share<3
