Please prove me wrong.

She rubbed her fingers across the slashes on my wrists.  She didn’t say a word but her touch said everything I needed to hear.  And then she kissed me.

The neon numbers on my dashboard flashed shortly after 4:00AM.  We sang along to every Taylor Swift song that played as we navigated through those dark Mississippi roads.

With one hand on the wheel and the other running my fingers through her hair as she rested her head on my shoulder…

I’d never do anything to hurt you…

And just like that, it was ruined.
Because she lied.  Everyone always hurts me.


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