This Isn't Love
I have sit awake at night. Sometimes, sleep never comes for me, my dreams are overwhelming me. No matter what, they won't stop, they are relentless. Everything and anything crumbles at my feet, I am the invader of a virgin kingdom failing to defend. I came to my own conclusions as my own judge and jury, my own verdict about the actions of my life. There are things that need to be done, and I have found them and outlined them here in my mind. I know what I have to do, I fear the answers from the audience witnessing my pitiful charade. At least I will no longer be the actor, playing these parts for the entertainment of strangers and friends alike. This needs to be done, have faith. As I am going to hurt one last person, I hope the pain doesn't last too long. I didn't mean to, understand, this is meant to happen. Nothing is right here in this world of mine and I have to change whatever I can. Thank you all for your support through all of this. Especially when I learned I have so much more potential, and that this isn't love at all. This isn't romance, this is nothing.