Her
it's disappearing I can see it the way her actions are the way she speaks is different from the past the "her" that I know disappeared maybe because it's my fault maybe it's because I let go of that hand that needed to be hold tightly maybe because I kept distancing myself or maybe it's her fault maybe because she keeps wanting in control that keeps choking me and making me feel discomfort that I felt like she only want herself to be happy and not the people who helped her maybe it's really her fault I feel stupid for being with her and smart when i got out of her hands now I feel like my back was stabbed by a person who made me feel so special and real
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