No matter what I do it seems like I can't escape the past that haunts me. The box of insecurities and distrust that you have opened before me keeps pulling me back. It's a small world, people talk, information gets passed across great distances and I learn more about you... time won't let it rest. I have to admit it still hurts, but what can I do but face the pain you inflicted. Don't worry this will not change the way I act around you.
I'm not angry. Just broken.
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