Do you not know what I am? Do you not know what the closeness of your heart does to me? Why must you forlorn my heart with that of what it shall never surrender to? If only you could feel what I feel, would you then see the reasons to keep away, and forget me as I could only ever pretend to forget you. Except your naivety misguides you – your trust won over by my empathetic charm; do you really think you’ll be able to escape me? Harder still is not knowing if I’ll escape you.

I never asked to be this monster thirsting for a heart. How insufferable it is to want what is not mine to take; not even by offer. Consumed by the beautiful sin of my own thought, I find it hard to sleep at night as reality slowly turns me into a confused, nocturnal creature. I am no longer just a monster yearning for your selfless beauty. I’ve become the very lost part of myself; a beast within a beast; I’ve become human, and I feel weaker than ever before.

Why must love dare to conquer me? I beg of you, let me be.