LET ME BE ME

ut what happens when you re

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days since the n

und out he was real.

I feel even more c

t makes me feel too seen. Too... dre

ace? I haven't

ed at me-like he didn't know whether to hurt me or protect

what's worse-that

nt to rememb

No moonlit figures. Just me, blending oils, taking client

tle, every time I open a box of lavender or s

oke and pine and a

e hiding

the look in his eyes.

been ignoring my

acted lately," he

lend,"

never does, unless

time I space out, every time my fingers

I'm gettin

ley. Or the man. Or how a simple

ot. I light one candle. Always the same one

he couch mor

ause I'

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.. wa

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it

know h

now what

his: he coul

did

t with skin. Like he wanted to as

ring if he regrets not

th day, I wake up to a thi

aper. Heavy. No

k wax seal, presse

are

I ope

n invi

the city. The kind that doesn't show up on public lis

handwriting that looks too careful

e pr