There is no "us" anymore. There is only you. I am but a ghostly soul trapped in a functioning cage. But you! You have so much potential to fulfill! If you could see you, the way I do... Oh well then, we would have to run to keep up. Nothing would stop you. Except "us".
That's why, loves, I must make my adieu. I'm sparing you from me. And that's the only gift I have worth giving. Call it a parting-gift, Though it's nothing at all compared to what you deserve. I'm sorry for suffering you with "us".
Forgive me, my moons. I wanted to be amongst your stars. But I am just a comet, My fate burns out much faster than yours. And soon there won't even be a memory Of the "us" that was so very unjust.