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What a fucking mess
I've made.

I destroyed something
I should have held sacred.

I can't fix me.
I can't fix you.
I can't fix us.

We are broken,
perhaps irrevocably.

Our connection has
become shattered.

But we were flawed
from the get-go.

Our faultlines
were exposed.

And now our foundation
is splitting at the seams.