This is someplace that I've been before. A frequent and recognizable set of events. I am experiencing and re-experiencing the same thing until I can figure out how to make it different. The comfort, the vulnerability, the like, the love. It's all familiar. It's the beginning of an illusion. Once I let you in, you'll love me for a while, but then you'll leave. You're going to hurt me. Hopefully it will be unintentional, but who knows. I am your retribution for how love raped you. Unconsciously or... read more
