My well being shouldn't be determined on the love you may or may not have for me,
but sadly it is. You came into my life and it was like for the first time I can see but as the days, weeks and months go on..I am begging you to take away my sight because I would rather be blind than go another day loving you. Maybe it's because I know you're going to become completely toxic for me. You'll observe me with those deep brown eyes of yours, slowly dying from your venom flowing through my veins. Maybe I know that I'll soon deserve better then you, the almost perfect person. Maybe because deep in the bottom of my beating organ, I know this, this is not meant to be. Me loving you, you possibly loving me.
This isn't it.
