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I WONDER: DID I BEGIN TO SUFFOCATE YOU? AND WHEN YOU LEFT, DID YOU FINALLY FEEL LIKE YOU WERE ABLE TO BREATHE FRESH AIR? I’M SORRY, I REALLY AM. I DID NOT MEAN TO SHOVE MY ANXIETY AND PARANOIA DOWN YOUR THROAT. I DID NOT MEAN TO PROJECT MY 3 AM SADNESS ONTO YOU. I DID NOT MEAN TO CUT YOU ON ALL OF MY BROKEN PIECES. IF I COULD, I’D DO IT ALL OVER AGAIN, I’D DO IT DIFFERENTLY. BUT EVEN IF I TRIED TO DO IT DIFFERENTLY, DO YOU THINK MY POISON WOULD STILL SOMEHOW RUPTURE YOU? DO YOU THINK I AM CAPABLE OF LOVING RIGHT? I TRIED TO BE YOUR SUN, BUT I WAS NOTHING BUT TOXIN THAT YOU FINALLY WERE ABLE TO RID. BUT YOU WERE MY SUN. YOU WERE MY SUN, MY MOON, MY STARS, AND EVERY DAMN BEAUTIFUL SIGHT I HAD THE PRIVILEGE OF LOOKING AT. I DID NOT MEAN TO SUFFOCATE YOU, I ONLY MEANT TO BE THE AIR YOUR CRITICAL LUNGS NEEDED. I ONLY TRIED TO DO GOOD.
i tried. i tried. i tried. i tried.