My vision isn't blurry. I seen all the warnings signs. I loved with my heart, and excluded my mind. I imagine all the paths I knew it would take. Slowly but surely, I knew it would break. Because a love like this is a love unkind. It feels so good but buries the line. The line we shouldn't have crossed, though we both did. Fighting desires, while dying to live. Now the wounds we face are those we dug. Our hardware is overheating but we can't unplug. Self-inflicted injuries.
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