I guess this is where it starts getting heavy on the heart. I'm just really sorry. I've obviously known you were special to me, you were my princess, but instead of being your prince, I became your King, and not a very good one at that.

Truth be told, I never expected this to be so hard. I know what we've done for each other and I very well know that you have done so much more, you have been through so much more yet I am being the stubborn one who cannot let go. You asked me if I was okay, I lied, I am not okay. Every aching moment I still think of us, think of what is to become of you and me, and what happiness we would be missing out in the future because of this. You gave me sorrow... (to be continued)

The Dark Night

Sometimes its hard to admit it, but as two people slowly grow apart, you tend to miss the person more and more. Its either you jump to take that leap of faith, or you jump with a bunjee rope, hoping that you'd get back up after you've seen the bottom.

Two people have a nice dinner, they disagree and agree on the taste of the food. One loves Spicy and the other can't handle it, yet there was such a choice for a compromise. One soup is hot while the other is tasty seafood, we each like our own selection, yet the fact that it was served together harmonizes the entire dining experience. You talk about love, about hate, about walking away yet still attached. Neither one is brave to admit to the other, yet both want to say what they need to say, to clear the air so you can start from scratch. A nice movie to ensue after as both main characters initially disagreed on what to watch, yet the male protagonist thought ahead and decided to catch something which the female had never heard of before. Before you know it, the movie opened so much more doors, glances in the theater as every second the eyes roll to the side, a smirk appears as both characters know they are engrossed with the dialogue which explains pretty much the relationship they want, have or had.

Who are we kidding!? I take my step towards true realizations, to divulge into the deeper story of my life. I love her, and I don't think I can stop loving her, however the love can be poison if one does not be careful. You can't eat too much suckling pig and expect to enjoy it for the rest of your life. Maybe this is why this is happening, maybe this is why space has to be apparent. Every minute you cannot admit that I will still be thinking about her. Many factors brought this, many factors gave us this decision, yet we chose to ignore these dire consequences. The endless holding of hands can only bring about so much. I hurt just thinking that I cannot be who I was. I really wanted to change, I really wanted to be your batman, but my utility belt was running empty, and I scatter into hiding as our Gotham is being terrorized.