and I walk away- everytime
before- the tags diverge from romance and **** to revenge, toxic, abuse, and worse
hairline fracture in him discovered- and then ah, it's honestly no wonder
when they've lost my foundation of trust
it all sweeps away as if shattered glass swept into a dustpan
what could have been- crackling to nothing in an instant like detonated highrises-
when those thick clouds roll overhead
with an exasperated sigh I roll my eyes-
and I go inside-
I am not going to brave bad weather as if it's deserving of a medal
May 29, 2025
May 29, 2025 at 2:51 AM UTC
and I walk away- everytime
before- the tags diverge from romance and **** to revenge, toxic, abuse, and worse
hairline fracture in him discovered- and then ah, it's honestly no wonder
when they've lost my foundation of trust
it all sweeps away as if shattered glass swept into a dustpan
what could have been- crackling to nothing in an instant like detonated highrises-
when those thick clouds roll overhead
with an exasperated sigh I roll my eyes-
and I go inside-
I am not going to brave bad weather as if it's deserving of a medal
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