Honestly? I’d do anything to be back with you, for you to let me cure your wounds and let me back into your heart.

Burn me, rage at me, destroy me, physically hurt me, but let me be near you, let me into your heart again, let me talk to you.

Burn me, with the words that purge our souls of damage.

Rage at me, scream at me, yell, speak softly so you can hurt me more. Please.

Destroy me, I’ll survive if there’s a chance you’ll forgive me afterwards.

Hurt me, do whatever you have to for the bitterness you have to disappear.

Me, I’ll be okay as long as I don’t have to start again without you… Nothing is the same, nothing ever could be, but I still have all this unconditional love, only for you.

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