solitude

sometimes I wonder if I did the right thing
actually I think about it all the time
I’m not sure where affection end and love begin, or where those melt into each other, but I know that I ended up being absorbed in both of them
I know that our universes are long way from one other now and I hate it
i also hate myself
but if i could choose again, I would do the same thing
over and over again
there can’t be light without darkness, so I’m sure that void that I experienced and partly become, at least for you- in yours universe was just a price for our light
I can accept that
I have to