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I'm not surprised that this perfect scenery, these best moments that I thought could not get any better, or the tingly feeling inside my heart that I can only share with the person I love most...could get flawed within one fraction of a minute. I try not to base a relationship solely on trust. A good amount is healthy, but my brain is functioned to believe that once that trust is tainted, no airbrush can make it perfect again.

Forgiving and forgetting. I would very much like for that to something that I can chose and do, but forgetting is nearly impossible when every single spare period of time I have on my hands is spent on reliving that moment. Spent on rewatching that image hundreds of thousands of times, each time more clear and vivid than the last. If I can help it, I would press backspace on that part of my memory and disprove it even happened. At least for the times when insomnia takes over and my brain feels like blowing up from overworking and over thinking. Forgive- but I will never, ever forget.

The damage has been done...and it hit bad.