there was a point in time where i would become sapless in your presence. weak. feeble. nothing. when i think of you, i feel ill. i feel a lump begin to form in my throat. my limbs numb. my heart is in pain. my mind is foggy. and that is where i can say with all truth, no fear, no lies. that i truly, honestly, fully, and whole-heartedly despise you. i hate you. but i loved you. and you never loved me.
- iz
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