“And my mistake was believing you would stay, being so insanely in love that I made you my everything. I ripped out my insides and filled myself with you instead. I breathed all of you in with a sense of security that you were mine to stare at. And maybe you were, at least for a little while but soon enough my eyes weren’t the only ones allowed to look at the art and even though it specifically said don’t touch the piece you were fine with girls feeling you, the ones who’s eyes filled with bad intentions and had lips that have been kissed more times then one. And soon enough the air was stale and your smell was absent and maybe my insides felt on fire because I was foolish enough to let you in so you made up all my heart beats and each one of my breaths and it hurt like hell sitting in the dark as I waited for the call you promised you’d make but never did. And soon enough your eyes that used to only look at me started to drift and your smile started to falter and by the time you left it didn’t hurt as much as I thought but all the same it knocked the air out of me, because you were everything and that will be my one mistake, because you don’t come back from that, from taking out everything that matters and putting someone in its place, because no matter how long it’s been he’ll still be apart of you and you’ll never be able to get his smell of your skin or his mouth off your lips. And you’ll realize while he was your everything you were only temporary space in the back of his brain (h.f)”
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