I was always afraid that the lips I loved to kiss could form the words of goodbye. This anxiety has torn me apart and in the end it were the lips she loved to kiss that sent her away. And it's nothing personal, I love you but all this mess inside my head made me go crazy over the fact that you could hurt me. So instead of getting hurt I caused pain. I hate myself for it but damn I am happy. I am happy because since I know you this was the first time I was in control & I finally understand what you liked about that position. You had all the might over me but that's over. I respect you, but I respect my wellbeing more.