TUNNEL VISION
When is it okay to leave? I’ve always done it prematurely. I promised myself I wouldn’t behave this way again, but with you, from the very start I was afraid.
You looked so much like the kind of man who would leave me. You spoke like him, walked with that same indifference. That cold demeanor which gradually reduces me. And I tried, I fought the urge so many times, but each time I never heard from you I felt I simply have to leave you.
You are one of many stories which ended just the same. But I did what I could to maintain my sanity. I simply could not give you the power to raise my spirit, not If I could afford it on my own.
And though it is hard to be alone, its far worse when it’s not your choice; when you are banished from a very simple truth: That solitude might be the only lasting pleasure. It is almost as reliable as pain.
“Sorrow and solitude, these are the precious things and the only words that are worth remembering” ”