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your father threw you out the door and into my arms, your lip bleeding and a goofy, drunken smile spread across your lips.

you whispered three words that i'd been waiting to tell you, and passed out just as i was about to repeat them.

i drove you home, your heart beating numbly against my fingers while i constantly pressed them to your chest.

— ksj

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