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I am not sure when the blinding rage turned to blind devotion, the loathing to love or the need to kill you to a soul aching need to be close to you, but here we are.
On the edge of life, dancing our waltz of devotion and longing on the tightropes of the strings of fate. Our souls connected intrinsically like lifelines around our necks, holding each other steady from falling into the void and yet simultaneously strangling the air out of our lungs.
I think we both knew deep down we were doomed to fall, neither of us dared to admit it out loud though. Neither of us dared to make it real. But with every spin and dip in our dance of complication, the lifelines brought us closer, both to each other and to the edge of the world we made our home.
One of us had to fall. That was how it was always meant to happen. I can only apologize for being the first to go. For being the first to let my stubbornness and perhaps foolish need to protect my family, drive me to the edge. To where not even I would dare to save me.
I love you. I never said it as much as I should have, as much as I dreamed of saying it, but I do. With everything I have.
My heart, my soul, my home,
I love you.
And I'm
sorry
.