There was a time in my life where I thought that I would die.
The pain in my heart was sickening, taking my breath and sucking away at my soul. I was in love.
I was a fool. Now I know that I will die.
With every new person that walked into my life, a piece of my being was ripped away.
My first kiss. My virginity. My strength. My worth. My will.
Until I was left with this, this body. A soulless vessel, a simple blood bag, a dead girl walking. I thought I had learned my lesson, I thought I was done having my heart played with.
I am a fool.
Because I know I haven't learned a thing. I know that as soon as he walks through that door, I will forget the pain. The heartbreak, the anguish, the fear and the sleepless nights. I will be left with only longing.
Longing for his touch, his kiss, his beautiful words that string white lies.
And longing for my life. I am a fool, because I know that one day, he will walk through that door, and take it away.
I will die by his hand. I will die by the hands of the man I love. But it is what I deserve.
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Wilted
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