What we have isn't love,
but it is not hate.
It's a way to not be stressed,
to have fun.
I'll let him hold me in his arms,
but never give him my dear heart.
We'll be friends,
partners in crime,
enemies,
friends with benefits,
but never soul mates.
And what we had turned in to an addiction that can't be stopped.
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He was completely and utterly oblivious to everything that he had caused and she absolutely hated him for that.
[UNEDITED] [DUAL POV] TW: eating disorder recovery