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maybe my heart
was too fragile.
it couldn't handle
what was once
deemed as
necessary for a
healthy lifestyle.

i wanted a change
of ways but my
fear of this so called
difference stopped me.

maybe what i needed
was courage. or
maybe i just needed
confrontation from
the person i wanted
most.

my head was
spinning from
the constant
thoughts that
flooded my mind.

they all circled
around you.

every part of
my brain
perceived you
differently but
i loved every
dissimilarity.

i didn't mind
which version
of you i had as
long as you were
there to convince
me this one was
the ideal.

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