I hate reflecting.
It makes me stop and look back.
And when I do, I see versions of myself.
Weaker, unprepared, disrespected versions of me...
And it hurts.
Because I wasn't there to protect him.
To love him.
When no one else did.
Yours faithfully,
Lover.
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