No one gets to come in, it's so simple. And it's absolute and unchanging and terrifying.
Because whenever I crack the door open a little, they shove themselves in so far and I can't even stop it or think about it. And then I notice that rather than my true love come in to save me from my loneliness, they're like neighbors who need to borrow sugar or eggs and they borrow and borrow until I have no stores left for myself. They take until i'm empty.
No one gets to come in.
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