𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚍𝚎

1- sweet juice

I thought I had weathered the storm, but the worst part was the bitter sweetness of having you as a friend, of staying so close to you and allowing you to play on my attention without ever

giving me more.

I thought it was a good idea to let this situation go over the edge, where we'd end up embracing and I'd go home disarmed by this intense emptiness.

with you i learned the word:

emotional dependence.

and even though the time you forgot me when i needed you broke me, i stayed.

until i met him...