His smell calms me down. It makes me feel relaxed, it smells like home and comfort. I had a panic attack and his smell brought me back to life. Back to reality. His smell helps with my anger. An it's my warmth blanket to sleep in.
****I can feel it. We are drifting apart. He thinks I'm trying to control him. Am I? I don't want to. I love him for who he is. I asked two things of him. I asked. I didn't tell him. He has a choice to do it or not. I do anything he tells me. I change my ways for him. I've changed so much because of him. But he doesn't see it. It's like he's forgotten who I was before this.
****He's out of the picture. He left me for another. It's been over a month since he left me. At first I felt weak. But now I feel strong. I have grown many new contacts through him. I have more people behind me. I am strong. I will move on. And when that day comes I will be stronger.

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AléatoireNightmares and Thing I can't say out loud. But I can write down.