... two years ago I was free, , independent, inspired and ready. Then I met you... it was fun and exciting. I knew I was playing with a very dangerous creature. We built a bond over time and we had an understating I took to heart. I cherished it and wrapped my heart around you and your words and protected them with every vibration of my being.
...one year ago I was struggling to mend the festering gaping wounds left by your claws, devastated and lost I remembered I love you. That means I gave my word.
... two years later those poisoned claws have torn through that calloused scar tissue around my heart, one last time.
... this is the last time. Not because I can’t withstand the pain, but yo...