Story title: Where's the exit?
Why can't I stop loving you.
Every time I try to look away, to leave, it turns out hopeless. It's like trying to find a strand of blond hair on a stack of hay.
I try to walk in the other direction, but next thing I know, my lips are on yours. Our hands intertwined, the two universes combine. An infinite span of possibilities, yet I chose the most painful one.
Self destruction. Self harm. Love. Call it what you want. It doesn't change what it is. A twisted story where everyone loses.
Why can't I let myself be happy?
Why can't I close my eyes without picturing your perfection. Without picturing you.
It's like a monster haunts me. Every time you're around, it's like something takes over my mouth.
Do you want to go to dinner tonight? Yes.
It's so toxic. But sometimes toxic is good.
Or at least that's what I tell myself.
That's what you make me tell myself.
That's what you tell me.
Where's the exit?
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