I asked for a best friend but
I needed a ride or die.
I was recently asked what I want.
I want someone to share a life with.
I want to wake up in the morning without feeling alone.
I want to go back to when I felt alone enough already that it was okay.
I want to stop missing someone that only walked away from me.
I want to stop loving the people I had faith in.
I want to feel safe and protected in my own home.
I want to know what happened to us to make you so full of distrust of me.
I want to know why you thought my level of consent was equal to a punishment.
I want to make lists of things that I am grateful for, instead of backlogging all of the ways I hurt.
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