I'm sorry {a.i. / l.p.}

He's a pencil sharpener and she's the pencil. He thinks he's helping her by making her a different person than she was when he met her. but really, all he's doing is wearing her down. Bit by bit. Until there is nothing left of her except the marks she made on paper otherwise known as his heart. And even those marks are erasable.

{in progress}