harrysinner
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Maybe this was what it felt like to love someone who never quite stayed in one place.
Maybe this was what it meant to fall in love with a man built on shifting versions of himself - some of them soft, some of them savage, and none of them safe.
Maybe I had chosen this the moment I walked into his world. And now?
Now I didn't know how to walk back out.