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Jun 2020
It'd be easier if I could distance myself
I know you don't want this
Want me
Yet every time you're in my bed you look at me in this secret way that makes me feel like you see me
And it chips at a piece of me
Knowing this is something real and sweet and tender and someone crushed your trust enough that you can't bare to face another risk
Written by
Tahlia-rayne
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