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I want to feel.

I want to scream.

I want to cry.

I want to laugh.

I want that my head spins when I look at you.

I want you to take my breath away.

I want to lose myself in your eyes.

I want it so much.

I always thought that the opposite of love, is hate. But that’s a huge pile of shit. The opposite of love, the opposite of caring for another being is indifference.

It’s silence.

It’s putting them on read.

It’s their frown when you see them.

It’s them making excuses not having to see you.

The moment I met him I knew he would break my heart.

He smelled of macadamia and the unspoken promise of long nights.

And I fell.

I fell hard, shattered on the ground into a thousand pieces.

Kisses sweet as poison, my skin burned from his touch.

Now we’re sitting next to each other like strangers.

Thirsty for blood

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