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i can't fall asleep because i'm too afraid to face failure one more day, but when i inevitably wake i find comfort in the one thing that gives some sort of purpose. you are my crutch. i don't know how i made it seventeen years without you.

all the pain i built up vanished when you reached for my hand. that first night you laid next to me was the warmest i had ever felt, and in that moment you were beautiful and i was beautiful and nothing else mattered.

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