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You knew what you were doing. You knew how you were manipulating me. How this was all just a means to an end for you.
You listened to me cry. You let me lay my guard down with you. You let me strip myself down to the bone to you. You let me tell you about my mother, and my father, and the horrid pain I have endured.
And you let me love you.
You let me be in love for the first time—
To trust—finally—trust a woman for the first time—
To give you my everything,
To give you all of me.
When you knew.
You knew.
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