Keeping our real truth from those that care for us is constant aches for me, the guilt ulcers save their lives though. No one should know who I am. Tonight I must come out from behind the mask and leave it all out there. The decision on where our relationship goes will be in his ball park.

“Every time I was not able to be by your side or had to excuse myself away from you, I was lying why. The time I sat by the hospital window and held your hand as she took her last breaths…there was a murder happening four blocks away, that I had to choose not to stop. Love is wonderful for those that can be common. Love feels selfish when you have abilities that responsibly need to be used for the greater good of all. I did not ask to be born in to this life and I certainly did not mean to fall for you. But I can’t stop falling babe. And how can I save people if I don’t know where I’ll land.

I need you to know the real me and to understand when I can not be near it is because I have to listen and answer distressing situations. This also come with the threat as being attached to someone who makes a lot of enemies. This face can only stay out of the lime light for so long. With electronics and social media being an every day essential now, my secret has an expiration.

Will you grow and continue to be in love with me?”

Our Hero then looks down at an ornate black suede box and sighs. It was now or never. With one last glance at the rings box, She stared in to her reflection off the alley way puddle for a moment, before snuggly placing the worn out mask on.