You should not fall in love with me.
It is true, you will be falling in love with a person who will give you good morning kisses, good morning cuddles, and a man whose eyes smile when he is with you. I will hold you as if we belong together, as if we are both naked, where there is only truth and no lies, where there is only love and no pain. Moments where you will feel at home… where you will feel at home, not in a some place. Moments where you will feel at home when you are with me. Where I will hold you at some random point in time or some random situation to tell you I miss you. Where you know that I will always have your back or I will always will be looking out for you. Where you know that someone out there is always thinking of you, always thinking of your well being, always wanting for you to be safe, and always wanting to take care of you.
But you should not fall in love with me.
At some point in time, I will leave. I will be gone. I will take my presence with me and everything I offered will be no more. You will be alone. You will be empty. You will have to wake up every morning alone again. No more kisses, no more hugs, no more smiles. Just empty rooms and broken promises. You will have to face the world alone again without me giving you strength to do so. There will be no explanation. No apology. Just goodbye. I will just leave you there while you are thinking what happened or what did you do wrong. There is no answer. None. Sometimes stories do not end with happily ever after. Sometimes stories end with pain. This is the kind of story I have. It is the kind of story that I can only offer which is me in the end saying goodbye.