I look at you, angel, and I want you so badly. I want to be with you, listen to you, talk to you. I want to hear you laugh and hold you when you cry. I want to sit next to you, breathe the same air, share the same life. I want to wake up to you like this every day forever. I want you.

…was designed to protect his heart, to bind me and bribe me to stay with him no matter what. He was giving everything he had.

I’ll do whatever you want, whatever you need. Anything. Just take me back.

What I want is for both of us to feel safe. What you and I have together shouldn't be draining us like this. It should be the one rock-solid thing we both count on.

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You have a transportation fetish. I have a Gideon fetish. It's been weeks.

Sometimes I wanted to believe something so badly, I deliberately manufactured excuses and ignored painful reality.