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"And respectfully, I'm not a piece of cake for you to just discard while you walk away with the frosting of my heart."


After a while, it became clear he just wanted a pretty thing on his arm to flaunt around. 

He wanted to show me off like I was a trophy, something to win. 

I was still young and naive at the time so I thought things could change. 

I thought if I was extra happy and extra cute, he'd want me more to himself. 

That plan didn't work out the way I had wanted. 

He definitely wanted me to himself, but... not in a way I was comfortable with. 

He had no respect, no boundaries, and yet I still fell for it. 

After he was finished, he sprinkled kisses all over my face and told me I was beautiful, only to leave me there; discarded like a forgotten doll he no longer wanted to play with. 

I had fallen for him, hard, and yet he continued to walk away with the little piece of my heart he stole.


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