She fell in love with her pain, despite spending countless hours trying to hate it.
She realized that as she built her walls to keep everyone out, the pain was the only one still there behind the door.
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Love is pain
She fell in love with her pain, despite spending countless hours trying to hate it.
She realized that as she built her walls to keep everyone out, the pain was the only one still there behind the door.