Landslide
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The truth is, I could've loved him for the rest of my life but he reminded me of my past; the place and people I loved the most but so desperately wanted to escape from.
He talked about my past a lot and I think that made me pull away from him because I can't let myself go back down the road that tore me apart. I love him in a different way; I love him because he was my old happiness, he made me reckless and he helped tear me out of a shell I was engraved in when I first met him but I left him behind for a reason.
If I love him for the future, I'm afraid I won't be leaving my past and that's what terrifies me the most.
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