August 2, 2013
You look at me and just that split second had the capacity to bury a dagger in my heart. I could see in your eyes how much you want this to work, and I know you saw in mine how much I want to run away, now. The slightest sign of attachment and I run. How can we make people stay? This is not a problem of mine, I have learned, because my goal is always -- how to leave as soon as possible, as soon as people need me, as soon as we know each other a little too well.