I once gave someone the power to break me. trusting that they wouldn't. For a long while they didn't they stood true to their word and only brought happiness to my life. They came into my life and understood everything and all the while uplifted me but one day they broke me. Shattered me to pieces. Just to put me back together again but continue to brake me. They are everything to me yet I am not to them. I never was. Yet I will always cherish the pieces I have of them. For every word makes me feel nothing but happiness and every meaning brings nothing but pain to me. I can not go to anyone else because by now they are the only one that understands me and all my pieces. I love them for who they are. I always will. Even if I am just being used. Even if they see me as nothing. Even if I am thrown away. I will continue this Harmful relationship because it is all I have. I would gladly die a million times over for them, I will put everything on the line so that they could have an ounce of happiness. After all I wouldn't have a life if it weren't for them.
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