“You’ve seen me push people away, time and time again. Never letting them see me for who I really am because I was too afraid of giving them that kind of power. To know what makes me tick or how to hurt me, so I put on the armor.” My thumb brushes his lips, my attention locked on them as I speak. “But you’ve always known where the cracks were. Just like you’ve always known how to protect them. Fill them with pieces of yourself. And when you did? You made it impossible to live without you.” The ache in my chest eases with every word pouring from my mouth, so I let them go. Give him every
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