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You know how things just get away from you sometimes? The feeling of betrayal fresh on your mind? The little pinprick of reminder in the back of your head and you know, you know something is going to go wrong.

But you don't stop, you don't take a moment to step back and watch what you're doing. Pretty soon, the feeling goes away, and you feel better. Don't. The threat is still there. The threat will always be there long as you let others know you, let others see who you are.

You let yourself go, you let yourself feel again. This could only end in tragedy.

It does. It happens. You feel tears start to well up in your eyes, yet you can't cry. You can't cry. You step back. You chastise yourself for being so stupid, to let it go too far. You tell yourself it's the last time. The very last time.

You start over. You rebuild that wall one brick at a time. You smile a fake smile. You laugh. You love. But you don't ever feel.

You sit here drinking your nestea, behind your wall.