I know it like I know myself. He would be my undoing. He repulses me but his darkness draws me in at every turn. He sees me and I see him. It doesn’t matter he would abandon all for me. Suffer but also drive me to the ends of myself to the edge of my own darkness and his. The only thing that keeps me is the one thing that captivates him. It’s also the thing he wants to break to see what comes from the broken places. Are we really that different from each other?
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