I knew I was in love the moment you yelled my name when you were drunk and fell on the way trying to hug me. You wrapped your arms around my shoulders and allowed yourself to disappear into my skin as I held you. That night, you told me you wished you met me sooner, when everything was less shit. You told me how you used to drink so much there was a possibility you would die from the acid burning in your stomach. All I could think about is how you still continue to do that now. You told me about that time when you were drunk, when you swallowed the whole bottle of pills to try and make you less sad because they weren't working anymore. You were crying about if it worked you wouldn't have met me. When I said I wanted to take you home, with your head resting on my shoulder, said you already were.
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