But Please, Don't Cry, You Liar.

i really did try to explain it last night. i let the words overflow from my mouth like a flood. if she is your happiness then take her, please i beg of you. but if you're doing this because she's there. if you're doing this because she is easy or disposable or perhaps just "what you want now". stop. don't ruin this. you're wonderful and you're flourishing for once in your suffocating life. and she will destroy you with all that she is. merely because she can. because she knows that she can own you and twist you however she pleases like some sort of rag doll. if you think that even for a second you aren't really in love with her, then run. i'm not asking you to run into my arms, just away from her. you're old enough to do this on your own, but like i told you last night: you and i won't make it this time around. she won't allow that, not even long enough for you to say goodbye. and if she steals your gaze, you'll choose her just like you did with the others before. but i won't be there to help you pick up the pieces.