Limerence

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Intro
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I'm selfish.
I'll admit it.
I have sins.
A lot too many.
But who can blame me?
If I had the choice to donate a body part to help someone live out the rest of their life, making it a huge possibility I would die in the process..I would pass.
I care about my life.
Even though I wish death was inexistent, I'd rather deal with the pain of seeing someone else die rather than me.
I'm young.
I'm free.
I want to experience the real world without having the burning thought of getting shot while walking down the sidewalk.
I've never given that much thought about how I would leave this world.
Maybe it'll be tomorrow.
Maybe in a year.
Maybe in a car crash.
Yet again, I've never given it that much thought. I sometimes convince myself I'm immoral.
Like I said, I'm selfish.
That was of course until I met..him.
Him.
The cause of my death.
My slow..slow death.
But I thank him for it.
I couldn't have asked for a better way to die.
His presence and touch overwhelmed me.
Maybe alittle bit too much.
But I loved him.
I loved him.
Love is what really causes death.
You love someone so much..you risk your life.
And I never imagined myself risking my own life for another.
I loved him.
And this is the story why..

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