You should trust me. I'll make you happy, treat you right, keep you safe from the horror that is the world.

You should trust me. I'll be your friend, I'll be your support, I'll be whatever you need me to be, whenever you want me.

You should trust me. People like me are so loving, so beautiful, and they will do whatever it takes to make you so happy.

You should trust me.

You should trust me.

You trust me. I hold your hand, take you to a thousand beautiful places so that you can see that nothing is as beautiful as you.

You trust me. You tell me your secrets, hold me close, love me wholly, miss me terribly.

You trust me.

You trust me.

You should not trust me. I'll make you happy, then leave you, so that you can't remember joy without remembering me.

I'll treat you right, so that you'll never find someone who cares for you as much as you thought I did.

I'll keep you safe, but only so that you see the horrors in full-force when I'm gone, so that you can't get out of bed in the morning for shivering with fear.

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You should not trust me. I'll be your friend, but I'll chase away all of the others, that when I leave, you will have no one to save you, because they'll all remember how you chose me over them.

I'll be your support, so that you have none left when I'm gone, so that you'll crumple to the ground without me holding you up. I'll support you, but only so that you forget how to support yourself, and your legs give out under you.

I'll be whatever you need me to be, whatever it is you need for you to trust me, so you never know how many lies I tell.

You should not trust me. People like me are so loving, but you don't know that our love is a drug, and there is no rehabilitation.

People like me are so beautiful, like dreams of Heaven, like clouds of poison, like nature in its purest element. People like me are dangerous.

You trusted me, and you shouldn't have. I held your hand whilst I fed you poison with the other, the sweet poison of my lies.

You trusted me, and you should not have. I took you to a thousand beautiful places and kissed you in all of them so that you could not return without the taste of me like the copper of blood in your mouth.

You trusted me, and you should not have. You told me your secrets, and I turned them all into the blades I held over your heart.

You trusted me, and you should not have. You held me close, unaware of the knife poised over your spine.

You trusted me, and you should not have. You loved me wholly, and you lost yourself wholly when you lost me.

You trusted me, and you should not have. You miss me terribly, but I always meant to destroy. I put you back together, piece by piece, learning every weakness, every crack, and I razed you to the ground in the most beautiful way possible. I left and you finally understood why storms are named after people.

You trusted me.

But that was your mistake.