I am mentally ill from all of the hurt that you've brought onto me: I cannot find a cure. I have found no way to handle what works inside my heart because I am so disgustingly in love with you that I have become my own savage. Your existence contains every atom that I plead to live for and I will die wondering what it would have been like knowing you as my own. And I hate you for leaving. But I will always remain in love with you.
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