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The woman lost her innocence in the flames of his betrayal.
Now our love is more cruel edges and the kind of cut that one doesn’t even notice until hours later.
The trust we built so painstakingly between us is weathered and beaten. I can’t be sure that he’ll meet me halfway, and because I can’t be sure, I am incapable of taking that first step to reach out.
I work up a little bratty glare, but I know better than to argue with that tone.
I tried to help her, and all I did was make it worse.

