Love isnβt gentle.
Itβs a prison I built the second I laid eyes on you, cold steel bars and a lock I threw shut myself.
I want to watch you unravel, hear your voice crack from screaming, only so I can be the one to quiet the storm afterward.
I want to haunt your fears and become the only place you run for safety.
Youβre mesmerizing when you shake.
Donβt look toward the exit, look at me.
Iβm all thatβs left in your world nowπ₯
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