I spoke.
One word.
The beauty fell out like a sack of bricks,
my words
hit the ground like an angel meets fate.
Love has died.
I said "no"
no broke the barriers of sound,
yes, love broke ME.
I DECIDED TO DO WHAT IS RIGHT
is that so bad?
I made it clear,
i do not hate love,
but love had failed me.
Love had made me tired.
Love did not let me rest.
Love did not let me live.
I could not be myself,
because love is a critic.
Love has silenced me out.
When love said it wouldn't,
it threw me away despite my attempts to build something new.
Love had taken my heart,
and ran.
leaving me kneeling towards something I don't quite understand.

Terrifying.
Intellectual
Fierce
Fate.

Thus, I have died.
May I apologize for nothing.
Because love, you made me this way.
Love cannot stray me away from my faith anymore.
I am done committing a sin to please the feelings you crave.
Love, you have died.
Love, this is goodbye,
Love,
goodbye.