End

The day and nights I spend with you is all I can ask for. But as Sunday draws near, it is another week which goes by. The passing weeks draws my time with you to an end. You may not know it is the end, but our time together will come to an end. I hear the Siren calling out your name. Her voice hunts my dreams. Her presents instills fear within my soul. Without hesitation, I shall walk away. The intimacy we have will never be the same. I will collapse like a deck of cards and you can never build me the same way ever. I hurt you now, to save myself the pain later. I will not make you choose, as I can never win the war I was never winning.


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