I always respected skeletons, they made me what I am now.
But some of that closeness remains part of me as of now.
I knew that then but not like this when she told me:
“You first bury the skeleton in your closet before I can move in your heart.”
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I prefer to take the skeletons out of the closet. To truly accept, love and embrace one, purely, you do so with their skeletons in full view.
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