#18

I was aware of my feelings, it didn’t make me any less rigid. You were looking for warmth, question marks appeared at every beat of my pulses. That was a shit show. You need somebody else, and I need a bigger purpose. Cross my heart, I never want your bad blood. Though I knew that would snap all the orchestrated possibilities that had been playing in my head. Tell me how to end things in a good way without having the desire to look back. Tell me.

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