The beginning is the sweetest, with the little lies and the wonderful words. Each charming sentence like a kiss on the cheek, wrapping you into a game you are incapable of playing. You say to yourself, This is only the start, no one knows where it might lead. But no matter what happens, I will be okay in the end. Then you’re holding hands, waltzing through places in a separate world. Completely euphoric, completely oblivious, completely naïve. Then you’re exchanging words of affection, fondness, caring. Love. And you think, This is it. This is the one. And then, everything...
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