Bleeding Arms.

”I’d like to pretend that during the time you’d been gone I had completely changed. That if you were to ever come back home to me with a mouth full of dusty apologies. I’d just simply turn you away with glassy eyes and an empty smile. But we both know that’s a lie. You could come back to me tomorrow, next year or even after forever. And my masochistic arms would always would always be open for you; waiting.’’

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