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Because when I
told you I loved you
I don’t think you
knew what I meant
and when I said
someday you’d let me go
as a favor to me
because I’m
hurting myself too much
on account of you
and I had no courage
to do the freeing
myself you still
made a liar out of me

Do you remember how easy
the possessing was
in the beginning?

untitled photo by photographer Michael Tarasov