Savlon lost.

You assumed the worst.
I was simply acknowledging that things were back to being a certain way but you assumed the worst.
Flinched as though I had just walked into a mirror maze of thorns and dandelion leaves struggling to find a way to escape.
I was trying to reach out.
Trying to apply ointment to scars.
Had a surprise, some news that I wanted to share with you privately.
But you assumed the worst and rejected easily, quickly.
Made me understand what you thought of me.
Forgive me.
Didn't realise I had made myself that ugly.
Uncertain of my footing.
You assumed the worst and now I feel as though I am that.


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