You broke me and I blamed myself.
You laughed while I cried.
You felt nothing while I felt everything.
You left me, you left me with the weight of a thousand worlds on my shoulders. While you had not even the weight of a single feather on yours.
Now shedding myself of the weight of such a burden, I realized.
You were the wrong one.
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