i don't want to say this.
i don't even want
to think
this.

but you leave me
no other
option.

because i can't
keep doing this thing
that you do.

i guess i have to find
someone else
that knows
what farscape is.

someone
that is beyond beautiful.

that is funny.

that likes the same
movies and books
that i do.

someone that is
brilliantly smart.

witty.

surprising,

in all the best ways.

i can't imagine
there ever being
success in this
venture.

i can only see
a grim disappointment.

but what more can i do?

maybe you bank on
this cycle,
i know i do.

and you know
that i love you

so when the moment
strikes
you can discard me
and investigate
other avenues.

you know you can
circle back.

but what if you can't?

what if you can't
find me
ever again?

what if i become
lost from you
because you
pushed me
into the thick,
all by myself?

i guess you
will find out.

when i am lost,
then, you will find your love
for me.

isn't that how
it always goes?