#1846

The nervousness, the anticipation,
the countdown to seeing you again—
this was just the beginning.
I had no idea what these symptoms
would flourish into.

The ecstasy, the sacrifices, the longing—
this was proof that you hit me hard,
more so than the other countless drifters
who tried to break through my fortress.

Even when enamored by you,
I was already ruined.

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