Love. I said. Broken and dented. Falling back to failure. Remembering when you broke me. How I never bothered to complain. I was just happy to see you. To know someone like you actually saw me. I was being foolish, I guess you could say. Thinking someone like you could ever need someone like me. Love, you said, but it wasn’t anything more than a lie.
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Liars for Lovers [One More Word Challenge]
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