No Please

Hurt me. 

No please, hurt me. Just the way you grew accustomed to. Just the way we both remember. 

At least I'll get to be close to you. 


Break me. 

No please, break me in two. Scatter my pieces, shatter my bones, rip my heart out of my throat. 

At least then I'll get to go home. 


Just don't love me. 

No, please. Don't you dare love me. I couldn't take it and neither could you. 

Just hurt me. 

Just the way we both grew accustomed to. 

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