𝓣𝓸𝓸 𝓛𝓪𝓽𝓮

It was too late when I realized you were just using me.
A tiny part of me liked the risk.
I was too caught up to see.
Maybe if I wasn’t I wouldn’t have gotten to this.

This place is unfamiliar…
It isn’t me.
I used to scorn people that did similar.
It’s sad the I was only your escape from reality.

You were so good…
But I couldn’t be anything more than just a dream.
You were everything I wouldn’t do but still would.
You made me smile when I wanted to scream.

That’s when it became too late.
I became too broken- just like you.
I allowed your darkness to invade my personal space.

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