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It’s okay, I understand that you think about holding her hand and her being the first person you let inside. I understand that you will eventually push her away because you are the most difficult part of the puzzle and the piece needed to solve it has to be a complete antithesis to everything you are. I’m sorry, love, but her puzzle piece is almost the same as yours, she can help you, but she can’t solve like you want her to. It’s okay, I understand everything, so don’t worry about me. I can handle being your friend. Would you like to know why? It’s because nothing could possibly ever come close to shattering my will to love again as you did. You can’t destroy my heart and leave it in more pieces than you already have. I have learned, and grown, and have already glued it back together with an anti-venom against your poison. Anti-bodies flow peacefully around my healing heart and attack and burn every single fleeting thought of you so that you can never possibly break me again. So, yes, I think I can handle just being friends.
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Jul 7, 2013
Jul 7, 2013 at 5:57 PM UTC
you're insulting my strength, i'm immune to you pt. 1
It’s okay, I understand that you think about holding her hand and her being the first person you let inside. I understand that you will eventually push her away because you are the most difficult part of the puzzle and the piece needed to solve it has to be a complete antithesis to everything you are. I’m sorry, love, but her puzzle piece is almost the same as yours, she can help you, but she can’t solve like you want her to. It’s okay, I understand everything, so don’t worry about me. I can handle being your friend. Would you like to know why? It’s because nothing could possibly ever come close to shattering my will to love again as you did. You can’t destroy my heart and leave it in more pieces than you already have. I have learned, and grown, and have already glued it back together with an anti-venom against your poison. Anti-bodies flow peacefully around my healing heart and attack and burn every single fleeting thought of you so that you can never possibly break me again. So, yes, I think I can handle just being friends.
Dorothy-Quinn
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Dorothy-Quinn
Canadian
Jul 7, 2013
Jul 7, 2013 at 5:57 PM UTC
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