Gone was the nice guy who pushed no limits and here was the new you. Or the “you” you had been all along but thought differently of me. You once described me as an ocean. Bright, shiny, beautiful on the surface and deeper and darker the further down you go. Your view of me changed and I guess eventually that changed the way you treated me. I was drawn by your distance, enchanted by your rude antics. I was intoxicated with your insensitive attitude. I was caught up in the way you made me feel.

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