It was not just his fault.
It was mine too.
I was so caught up
in typical teenage mistakes,
I forgot who I was outside of him.
It was not the best situation,
But it has matured me.
I do so wish I could wash off the feeling of his hands completely,
But these mental handprints are who I am.
And as selfish as it sounds,
I need you to love that part of me too.
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