dream denial

probably, the right thing to do now was to leave. to give up. to walk alone again. i would hurt you again, but it would be the last time. then i would vow myself to loneliness, to a lonely and sorrowful path, until despair finally took me over. but i would never hurt anyone again. i would never disappoint anyone again. i would simply leave with the memories of love and joy, promises of a radiant sunny day that quickly ran away when the first gray clouds formed in the distant skies. of a sweet place, bigger than myself, for what i longed every single day, but where i have no right to be.