a past person has visited me two night in a row in my dreams.
it’s amazing how at one time someone who once set your soul ablaze, was also the one responsible for not only extinguishing that flame, and additionally, unapologetically shredded your soul into confetti.
and still. You hold love in your heart and concern for their well being.
that, my friend, is not love. That’s a trauma bond based on years of manipulation and misunderstanding of what love is.
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