Your love is a force so destructive, you leave a scorched path in your wake.
Your vision sees only your own reflection.
I hold on trying to love you but the pain becomes too strong and burns my skin, so I let go.
I have a gaping hole in my life where you should be and my longing for you will never abate.
It was not supposed to be like this, no with a bond like ours.
The earthquakes were not supposed to destroy us, but they did.
I feel as though that was ultimately your choice, this one sided confrontation.
As in so many things, you choose the wrong door, the wrong path.
I and many others warn you and try to help you back to a more reasonable route, but you refuse.
Sure that your way will lead where you want to g...
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