His chapter has ended. I am clean, yet his gaze haunts me in my favorite movies and shows. Living without him was always easy, but those eyes compel me to close my own. Those eyes used to interrogate me and make my heart race. It is not love and never was—it is obsession. It is an obsession with how the red string is supposed to draw us closer, but now it tears us apart.
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His chapter has ended. I am clean, yet his gaze haunts me in my favorite movies and shows. Living without him was always easy, but those eyes compel me to close my own. Those eyes used to interrogate me and make my heart race. It is not love and never was—it is obsession. It is an obsession with how the red string is supposed to draw us closer, but now it tears us apart.