Something has changed.
A shift in the furniture of our lives.
It moves.
Every day.
One centimeter...
Three centimeters...
And then seven centimeters back to the left.
Or are my eyes playing tricks on me?
That thing that made both of us happy...
Is it hidden?
Or buried underneath the stress of our daily routines...
You say that it is still there.
Bright and shining like the first day it brought us close together.
But it doesn't feel the same.
At least not to me.
Maybe it is the same...
What if I am creating the problem?
That Demon in my mind.
The one that does cruel things to my heart.
Slowly driving me mad.
Every noticeable shift gives him more power over me.
Pushing you further away.
I don't know how to make it stop.
The only solution I have to save our love is to run away...
So far that I can't hurt you anymore.
I don't want the Demon to hurt you too.
I'm the only one that deserves this kind of pain.
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