It pains me how delusional I was to think that you would sacrifice anything for me when you couldn't sacrifice anything for your own blood.
Friend's retort in honor of my character - "There's a difference between being delusional and in love. You once fell victim to the later."
Well, shit! Truth? Being in love seems delusional. Leave the very definition of it on the sidewalks of your tortured soul. Instead, let it wander to you without words, without meaning, and without warning. Perhaps, this way, it can endure but not without clawing with compromise, understanding, and yes...sacrifice.
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