Sweet nothings

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Who was I ?

Who was he?

I swore I loved him, and whispered soft endearments , breaking all boundaries of principles and years of building up walls, and he took it all in, like a hungry child takes in the piece of bread, gobbling it up and I felt empty inside.

And yet he demanded more.

And I broke with each impatient demand.

It felt like unwanted penetration.

But it was only a commitment.

 

 

 

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