Left

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 I'm sorry, but when you tell me to stop, I need to tell you that - I can't. 

My insecurities play on my mind. I don't feel I'm adequate enough. I don't know if you really want this?

I want to hold onto us and believe in the truth of it, but I can't. I want to feel secure in your love, but I don't. 

I'm not sure why I take the path of self destruction. I'm not sure why I let my mind do this to me. 

But please know this, that anything I ever loved, left. No matter how deeply I adored it, it left. 

And I love you but I'm scared you'll leave too. 


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