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Fv$hion here

you fell in love with the artist. the one who, even after you shattered their heart, crafted you as something breathtaking- made you appear as a divine miracle. they wrote you into thousands of poems,  and poured you onto wine stained canvases. all to simply allow you to exist within the lines of beauty. i hope you know how lucky you are- to have broken the heart of someone, someone who will turn every piece of you into art. you’ve been alive before, but never like this.

“in the midst of it all, you get to say that you messed up. you get to crawl to me with tears dancing on your cheekbones, and you get to say that you are sorry. i will let you tell me that you love me, that you swear to never hurt me. and that, i know, is the truth. because the moment you swear never to hurt me- is the moment i swear never to let you. your knees may tremble at the thought of failing to earn my forgiveness, however, i will forgive you. i have forgiven you. for the sake of my own sanity, i forgive you. the weight of a grudge is not something i seek to carry on my shoulders. so with that- you get to say that you messed up. and i promise, i will forgive you. but please, know one little thing before you go: my forgiveness will never be a second chance.”