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Look at you, browsing the poetry section. Sylvia Plath? Too obvious. Your coffee cup's half empty, organic blend. You're trying too hard to look casual in that vintage dress. But I see you. You're different. Special. Maybe you'll understand me.

Look at you, sitting there, pretending to be normal. But I see through it. Maybe you're hiding something darker, something real. Is that what draws me to you? The secrets behind that perfect smile? Don't worry, I'll figure you out. I always do.

Look at you, sitting there with your laptop, probably writing another email to your mother. You think you're safe behind your curtains, but I see the way you bite your lip when you're thinking. Who hurt you? I'll protect you. I have to protect you.

Deep breath. Focus. She can't know what I did to protect us. Our love is perfect, pure. But if anyone finds out... No. I'll make sure they don't. I have to keep her safe, keep us safe. Whatever it takes.

You know, what is it about love that makes us... no, that makes me do these things? Like, Joe needs to understand, right? Because maybe, maybe this time it's different. But then again, isn't that what I always say? Love makes us blind, or maybe just makes me see too clearly.

Atzin. Seventeen. 1384 followers. But I follow you differently, you know? They see your selfies. I see your loneliness — the kind you hide behind warm filters and fake emojis.

You don't understand the risks I take for you, but that's okay. I'm doing the hard work so you can just exist, beautifully and safely. Most people are so careless with their lives, but I’ll never let anything happen to you. We belong together, I know it.

Cada dia que passa, sinto o peso das minhas escolhas. O silêncio ensurdecedor deste vazio. Ninguém entende essa dor, essa angústia que me consome. Tento me convencer que vai passar, mas no fundo sei que é permanente.