Toby Hawthorne was an enigma. One I didn't factor into my college plans.
I wasn't looking for love.
I wasn't not looking for it either.
And in that state of in-between, he found me. Unaware of the battle he fought everyday, I fell fast. By the time I found out, it was too late.
Because I wanted everything. Every broken, lost part of him.
I knew I couldn't fix him.
I could only love him.
But I should've known better than to think that was enough.
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