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Apr 2014
I don't know what to do with you anymore
It all stopped and I think that's for the best
But I don't think that I like the best
I think I want the worst
The most unhealthy and painful option
I think I like that one better

Because it means you
It means you with me
It means your hands running down my back
As I play with your floppy hair

I feel sick as I say it
Because I know that it's wrong
It's toxic and painful and I should just run
But I don't want to and I can't tell if you know

I'm afraid of this whole situation
I never asked to be a part of it
It all happened so quickly and now it's too late
I want it and I want it so badly
But it's already gone before I can protest

It's for the better and I know that
But better feels worse
And that doesn't make sense
Brynn Louise
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