Love blurs your vision; but after it recedes, you can see more clearly than ever. It's like the tide going out, revealing whatever has been thrown away and sunk: broken bottles, old gloves, rusting popcans, nibbled fishbodies, bones. This is the kind of things you see if you sit in the darkness with open eyes, not knowing the future. The ruin you've made.
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