i think that we knew we had destroyed ourselves before we ever admitted it out loud. our hearts were full of each other, but those hearts were so full of black paint. forever covering the beautiful things we’d find at 3am, inside each other’s palms. forever painting it black. there was jealousy and venomous mouths that we’d always pretend never happened. those petty, ugly things that we kept from each other and used as cement to fill the holes that the other left. yes, underneath everything we loved each other more than anyone else. yes, underneath miles of broken parts and oceans of black paint.
but i guess, at the end of everything, it was just too far to go. 

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NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY