I know wickedness. I know hysteria. I don't understand my attraction to it, but it has happened repeatedly. The concept of craving someone's attention, whose attention I really shouldn't be getting. Or even shouldn't be after. The concept of temptation. Harmless interactions with no bad intentions. Wooing princesses long after, never forgotten. Wishful thinking mixed with a bit of spontaneity lead to a chemical reaction. Adding more substances to it was easy. The experiment never lead to any success for you and yet the experiment lead to a lot of success for me. Or so I believed. Adding more substance to us was impossible after all.
I know weakness, too. I know projection, yes. I have projected once myself and I have been called out on it, but there is no regret anymore. Or so I believe. I understand abuse and I can relate. I know fear. I know anxiety. You know that I know.
The distinct difference between what is and what could have been: lies in your understanding of truth. Your truth wasn't my truth and my truth wasn't what you were after. I hope you can believe that because I never did. In the end, it's never as big as I make it and this was never your intention, right? Haha.
I know weakness, too. I know projection, yes. I have projected once myself and I have been called out on it, but there is no regret anymore. Or so I believe. I understand abuse and I can relate. I know fear. I know anxiety. You know that I know.
The distinct difference between what is and what could have been: lies in your understanding of truth. Your truth wasn't my truth and my truth wasn't what you were after. I hope you can believe that because I never did. In the end, it's never as big as I make it and this was never your intention, right? Haha.
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