Thought Catalog: Anonymous.

Words in Motion.

I will break you.

You are my crutch, and I will lean on you and lean on you until you can’t support my weight anymore.

You are a well, and I will take from you and take from you until you have nothing left for yourself.

You are grout, and I will crumble and crumble until you yourself collapse from the energy exerted trying to keep me together.

This is all I know, the only thing that makes sense to me; I cannot see it your way.

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