No one survives life.
They will love me for that which destroys me.
I love you still, Against my will.
I'm here, got no choice. But you, you should be telling people.
I am an emotional plagiarist, stealing other people's pain, subsuming it into my own until I can't remember whose it is any more.
It is myself I have never met whose face is pasted on the underside of my mind