• "I will always be there."
    Yes. I remember it perfectly.
    Those were the exact words.
    You said them.
    And now you deny it.
    Stop that.
    I see that you have given up.
    Close your eyes.
    Breathe deep.
    And open.
    Let it out.
    Now see what I see.
    Empty eyes.
    You've given up on me.
    I dream about us.
    And I love the ideas,
    The sick fantasies.
    Nightmares to you.
    Dreams to me.
    I want you.
    And you are pulling away.
    And giving up on me.
    On yourself.
    On everything you promised to keep.