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Sweetest Trap
"Trap—for the ones who mistake affection for devotion, and fall for voices spun from smoke. He never promised me forever. But still, I stayed… oblivious. Drunk on words, blind in the dark, begging the silence to lie" Then his words— they don’t help. They wrap around me like silk only to choke. Ancora una volta. Again. Again, I fall for the way he speaks like I matter. Like I’m wanted. But he’s my ladra— my thief. My freaking damn heart is gone, and he walks like he never held it. He smiles, and I forget the pain. He speaks, and I forget the truth. He lingers in my mind like a lullaby sung by a blade. And I— God, I still listen. I still want. Even knowing he won’t reach back. I dream of hands that never held me, of eyes that never stayed. Still, I wait, like longing can rewrite what silence never said. He doesn't want me— that’s the truth. Even when his voice is the sweetest trap I’ve ever begged to die in.
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