Self hating in silence

Feeding into the bullshit

But it’s taken much more than pleasing my needs

So its about time I start cutting ties.

Is this growth or detachment?

Just imagine this.

For once.

Imagine wasting moments of romance

Teaching someone how to love you.

No butterflies

But something like

Gallstones

Settling in me

Unwittingly

The only intimacy

I’ve ever known

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