I think I knew
what was coming
when you called me something I wasn't
And my breath hitched
Because it was you who broke me first and then helped me recover
And I was afraid if you'd do it again
Because I had almost forgotten how it felt for someone to tear you
from their bones and unstitch
you from their veins and untie
you from their limbs till
you left me broken again
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