Hold me close and whisper everything's ok next to my ear as i squirm, tears soaking the front of your shirt, heart racing once again as I try to pull away, holding me tight as i try to push away, that all too familiar unfamiliar smell sweeps into my nose again. it's sickeningly sweet, something I'd never wear, making my stomach turn as I slip back to a place of the worst memories I know so well, memories broken among shattered glass thrown, all the words left unspoken took on a life of their own, as you finally let go and the smell leaves my brain the spell is broken and Im here facing you again, stronger this time, steady on my own two feet your yelling and frustration and excuses make me smile as I grab the keys to leave.
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