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Thank You

*Thank you for existing. Thank you for all the kissing and hugging. The morning texts and the late night sexts. Life without you is nothing. The world is dark when we part and go to our homes. My body becomes numb the minute you leave me alone. The shadows and thoughts creep in my mind and crawl out to play. The tears begin to gather and fall the way heavy rain does when it pours from depressed skies. The noise in my head becomes loud. Everything that never made me happy and proud goes on replay. And I start to remember the times that i've been used and abused. Those nights where I slept in my bed with bruises and cuts. The secrets I buried deep down in my thin veins. It all just gives me the chills and it feels awful and strange. You changed my story and the words I had written in every page. Without you I wouldn't have known the meaning of a real love story. I wouldn't have seen the light or glory. I would have probably faded out into the black and grey. And so today I thank you for saving me from the depression that took over me. Those eating disorders and bad habits. All the self hate I had towards this body of mine. Thank you for loving me with your heart and not allowing any of my flaws get in your way. Thank you for everything you've done . And thank you for all the things that you're willing to do in advance as you clutch onto my little fragile hands* ~
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