• A knife plunged into my heart as I looked at the big black words painted on his bedroom wall. "I love you I always will. I can still visit you every now and then." He says pleadingly, as he looks at me, eyes wide. He's seeing the blank look on my face, he's seeing my eyes go dull. As I put up the walls as I pull together the pieces of my heart. " It's only five hours away by plane. Its just I can't stay here anymore." His words bounce off my walls. He shakes his dark wavy hair, and clenchs and unclenchs his fists. I'm not moving at all just staring at those words. "It's just my parents and then school. Please understand, please don't be worried about me. Please don't cry." He looks at me again pleading. I look and I see the need in his eyes. The want, the selfish desire, but most of all I see the truth and the Goodbye. I feel pain, true heartbreak and it feels empty hollow. My heart hasn't been broken it's been shattered and the look in his eyes tell's me the truth. He needs to be needed, he wants to be loved. But he doesn't have to get it from me. And yet I love him and so I won't let him see my pain I will keep him guilt free. " Its ok." I say pecking him on the cheek with a light painfull kiss as I leave his room and his life forever. Those black painted words still painted across the shards of my heart.


    Loving someone is giving them the power to hurt you, but trusting them not to.