The most beautiful thing I have ever seen.
Sometimes.
Throughout our relationship, though still me, I felt like I was playing a role, or treading on eggshells. I’ve no idea why save maybe I was too scared to fully be me in case I lost her. I was the real me through every past relationship and they all ended - perhaps I was trying to be someone different to stop it happening again. Another life gamble that backfired. Another self-fulfilling prophecy I have Cassandra’d into being.
I create the troughs to follow the peaks, the downs to follow the ups, the fans for the shit to hit.
I guess anyone as super-emotive as me creates these short-lived, intense situations everywhere around them leaving a trail of devastation in their wake.
The light that burns twice as bright lasts half as long.
And I have burned so very, very brightly.
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