Is loving you a gift or is it a curse? I allowed myself to feel freely and to be myself wholly and completely, but only for you. Because with you there was a empty slate, a vibe and an understanding. A language that only you and I spoke. I could literally feel you in my bones, sensing you weren't okay before I truly knew. Two souls that swirled and meshed so beautifully. But you never fully chose me. Instead you turned and ran away, left me in the dust. I could go on and on. But really, you just didn't fully understand what my love was, what it meant. Losing me was the consequence. How often can you allow someone to hurt you before you put back up your walls and shield yourself again. Still loving you, yet protecting myself. Because if I open the door and I knock down those walls... I know I will fall for it again. Your words smooth like honey and those sweet candy lies. Yet, I already felt myself caving. Unblocking emails and numbers just in case. One more conversation, one more moment where I feel a true connection. Always leaving me for something or someone better. But I will never be found in anyone else. Yes you left again, But will you stay away? I guess only time will tell. But then again times never really been on our side.