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i stayed with him a month after it happened.

i saw a picture of us

and we looked so happy

just together.

i don't understand much about love,

but i know that's what we had.

happiness was found with him.

a safety i had yet to experience

with anyone else.

he was, and may always be, 

the only one who loved me this way.

i remember the heat not working

but it was okay because he had this heated blanket

and we would just lay there

together.

and there was a time 

where i was the only one for him.

there was a time i made

him want to be with me

forever.

just together.

us and the new england weather,

staying cozy and hazy.

but now, he thinks i'm lazy.

i tried telling him how i was trying.

tried making him see things

how i saw them.

he knew why i was the way i was.

he knew why i was blank.

i could never win against my mind,

and he knew it. played with it

til i was weak with years 

and blue with experience.

i knew from the start 

i would be too much for him.

i wanted it to be him so badly,

i overlooked the differences.

it was me who started the war,

but he didn't have to fight so dirty.

now when i think about love

i already know i am not worthy.