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"No feelings were hurt, nothing apparent was new. It was simply that reality struck him. He honestly doesn't know just how much of his own sanity is still intact anymore, but he knows it's already into pieces as he thinks of it. It's continuously floating in the air waiting for someone to piece it all together again. It's not her who he'd like to have done it. It can never be her he sadly knew. She is but a hammer to him, who continuously ramps his heart to pieces. He needs a glue, a hand, and a hug to bind it. But all he can do is hand it." - Feb 6, 2024