So Prone


We're just two sides of the same coin. Divided more by our similarities than our differences.

Analytical, observant, controlling, desperately competitive.
Some have called him obsessive and well, I'm so prone to infatuation.

It was these similarities that brought us together.
(When boundaries were torn, I kissed him. When limits were disregarded, he kissed me back.)

It was these similarities that wrenched us apart.
(When questions were asked, I'd avoid them. When suspicions arose, he threw everything away.)



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