Just when I thought I had peeled my wounds away, like a stubborn scar, I feel you covering my heart again but this time with no intent to leave. With us, I felt like I was living different genres of movies in one lifetime. One thing was sure,

**_I loved you in every genre. _**

I loved you with every bit of me, so proudly that I ignored everything the world saw that made them shut you out. But, seated on the bare floor in the shower, shivering as the water moved slowly down to my feet, your actions stay imprinted in my memory, a thousand sharp knives piercing a heavy heart.

I’ve been pierced too deep so, the knife stays. The fear of taking it out, knowing I might bleed right back into your arms.

**_My memories are fading.

_**I tug at the knife, one last time.

**_A broken me is better than a lifetime with you.

_**