I called you tonight... hoping the soothing sound of your voice would assuage the ferocity of this constant fear that's been roaming around in my head. 3 am. Your tired voice sounded sweeter than ever as you awoke from your dreams to answer my call. Of course. You knew something was wrong, and when I insisted insomnia, you asked again. You asked what was REALLY wrong. I hadn't gotten two words out before the tears began to fall. Each consecutive word another wound to my heart. My very soul quivering in pain as I imagined you... there... on the other end of the line. Your face somber and sad, your voice shaking, your heart breaking... I could feel your tears burning inside me. You.... Innocent, sweet, amazing you... and I let you go anyway. But I had to do it. It's for your own good you know. I couldn't give it all up for you... I couldn't lay it all on the line for a fantasy... a dream. And I couldn't lie to you. So I ended it. Because I didn't want to wait until the truth was dark and vicious, ready to tear your heart to pieces. I never wanted to hurt you... even though I have... but it's for your own good, you know...?
[ 26 December 2001: Message edited by: RaveAngel ]
[ 26 December 2001: Message edited by: RaveAngel ]
[ 26 December 2001: Message edited by: RaveAngel ]
[ 26 December 2001: Message edited by: RaveAngel ]
