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I can read you like a book and you know it.

Last night you showed me the hidden parts of you.

The parts that churn whenever I’m around you.

I got to see where your heart is

and I know I can’t hold you in my clutch.

Because you feel everything

and nothing all at once.

I know the pain behind your eyes

as you look into mine

and see how closed I’ve become,

not to just you but to the world.

I know you love me,

what we have is savage.

A telepathic love.

One you cherish

because you’re cut from the same cloth.

It’s so easy to confuse romance with something deeper.

To know I have found someone

who hurts the same way as I..

the most frightening fact I’ve come to realize.

When I look at you, I see myself.

I am the scum lingering in the drain of a shower.

You are my manic mirror,

and I’m totally addicted.