I’ve left you there, and I cannot bare it but still I have to go, because life will kill you if I stay, and I never want that to happen to you. Believe me when I say, if I could walk back in to your life tomorrow and know you were still safe I would, but then that would not be life, and I find that life is complex, especially mine.

So I leave the ones I love to save them from the ideals of eternity, because as much as they might appeal to those who do not know the expense to which they pay, they do not appeal once forced upon you. And I refuse to let my nature take control and loose all I know.

 So maybe you survive and live to a ripe old age, or maybe tomorrow is your last, but at least I know that you are safe from the daemon in me.

Beautiful, you called me and I shattered, I walked out the door because I could not stay anymore, you broke the last of my control, and I won’t let you fall, at least not for me anyway. Because I am an unhealthy addiction that will kill you slowly, pleasurably even, but the outcome is always the same.

 But believe that I will never love again, because after you, I’m branded even though I can’t stay another day.

 People say love can break even the strong, and I finally believe, because before you I was impervious to it all and never knew true heartache, now though I find myself drowning in a missed reality. Where there is only you and I, and happiness is not an impossibility, but a truth, our truth.