Obviously it was foolish of me to always have this attraction towards you that I could never quite explain. It ate away at me because I hated this affection you were showing me once again, and yet I never wanted you to stop. It was like we were both in this viscous cycle in which we both needed each other's attention, it simply never ended.
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Toxic
Short Storyshe was flowers and sweet gin, and he was the poison that destroyed them highest ranking: #561 in Short Story current ranking: #561 in Short Story
