I truly feel like I’ve found my twin flame. It’s crazy – fucking insane, I know.. My little secret (hehe) but I do. I truly feel like so. But at this point, I feel like it is a case of empathy and narcissism. I give, give, give all I have to you.. I give me to you. And I receive nothing in return. All you do is take. You just take, take, take from me until the well is dried up. You are so cold sometimes, so wicked. You choose to operate out of fear. You’re afraid of giving your love to me because you’re afraid I’ll destroy it. I promise, my love – I would never do anything to hurt you.. I want to protect you, I don’t want anything to happen to you.. You’re so special, so precious. You’re golden.. But to me, you’re frozen. You love me, but you can’t show it. I love you and I can’t help but show it. I’m afraid to receive your love because I feel unworthy. I feel like I’m not good enough for you.. Like you could find someone better; and then I go the extra mile, in hopes that you don’t. Clearly that doesn’t mean much to you.. and if it does, you’re damn good at hiding it. You act so tough. You act impenetrable. I know I get to you.. Do I get to you? Do you hear me, ever? You’re so sweet to all the people around you, but to me, you’re a monster. I know you love me, but you push me away.. What are you scared of? I only want to love you. I know I can be controlling, but I promise my intentions are good. I’m scared you’ll leave me. I’m scared you’ll find someone better. After all, I finally got this chance.. You’re finally here and it’s all so special and so romantic, but I guess this is that time. Ugh. Whatever. We’ll get through it, I hope. I love you, and that’s why I’ve decided to let you go. I’ll always be here, ready to love you until stars burn out.. but I am not your punching bag. Do not take my kindness for weakness. I will not fall victim to all your mental abuse.. I see through you. – and I still love you. Because I know, underneath allllllll your bullshit, there lies an angel. Waiting to be liberated. You just have to find Him first. He’s there. Stop letting your pride misguide you.