Pandora’s Box
All along, I have been carrying a gargantuan collection of doubts, distress, defenses, and pain. This year has been a tumbling, God-awful mess of unforeseen accidents and disasters; I have probably mastered the art of breaking down by keeping an unperturbed face amongst the crowd.
But I do not want to let go of your LOVE. I want to dwell on it, grow from it, believe, and depend on it, like I have never been scarred by someone else before.
Thank you.

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