Self harm

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"Dan Howell answer me this: what is love to you?"

"Self harm, miss"

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To be in love with Phil Lester is to be in love with a shooting star.

When in your line of vision he is the most beautiful creation in the vast screen of black, of the pool of society.

Eventually this shooting star will pass.

The streak of harmed space in its path.

He will push you away after he shows you his beauty because it needs to be shared with others.

This doesn't make it any easier on the heart.

He pulls you in to his life and way of being and makes you believe that you are the light that fuels his journey.

To be in love with Phil Lester is to be in love with a sweet poison running through your veins.

The type of poison that you want to be there because you think its the only thing keeping you alive.

Blood.

Phil Lester becomes your blood.

He becomes the very life source of your existence.

The only way to see him is by the beading and running he does on your skin when you need it most.

Phil Lester becomes these things for you but you are nothing to him.

He compares you to the dirt on his clothes.

There until it can be washed off.

You aren't the first to be pulled along by your heart strings.

Nothing but a game for him to manipulate.

Not the first.

Not the first.

Phil Lester will win this game.

His game.

Your game.

Phil Lester will win your heart until it bursts.

Then, like a shooting star, he will disappear forever.

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I know this is short and depressing but im short and depressing so it fits. I had the idea already but i just changed it to fit Dan and Phil. I enjoyed writing this and i hope you enjoy reading it. Im sorry its not that long but if it was longer it would ruin the effect :)

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 02, 2017 ⏰

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