Love can boast you straight into unpopularity,
can pinch every thought of him
while you’re still processing the pain—
the real mental torture.
It turns you into a comfortable mess,
half-healed, half-haunted.
Love—
it taught me how to love
in the most unpopular way:
where no one wants
what’s best for you.
Anyways.
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