Go ahead. Run with it. You and I both know that it's not what you deserve and yet you're willing to settle for it because of the fear that holds you there. How you can walk away from the emotions that night reflecting off of the moonlight is beyond me. The look in your eyes after our lips were done dancing penetrated my very soul; it was more than most people find on earth; more than a physical connection, it was spiritual, like the very religion that binds us together in the empty space that occupies your chest; it was a confirmation of belonging. Go ahead. Walk away. I dare you to forget. Pretend that you can and live your passionless life as if it was just a weak moment that you couldn't help because you're human. Go ahead. Walk on. Walk on and never look back…I'll be fine. No guilt upon your crown shall tarnish its worth.