you wounded bastard

without you by my side. the world is big and more daunting. We could have done it together and made something great. We could have helped each other mature intellectually and grow a practice. We could have been happy in the moment and dealt with the bad things when they came. But fear about the future made you end our love. and now i truly see how deeply wounded you are. Your first relationship was fucked up. And it fucked you up.


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