Concrete Love
Love in the wrong hands can be dangerous.
You told her she was beautiful on the first day y'all met, gave her the impression that she was someone so different from the rest. Build her up to feel butterflies every time she's around you, not knowing you were building her up to love nothing but the image you created to be. You gave her enough love to be affected but not enough love to feel what she gave you... you feed her soul with damaged love and fake memories. Stealing her oxygen she thought you gave her. Leaving her dry with the heart that's bleeding hurt and disloyalty. Now she's filled with the memories where her heart once been.
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