Forbidden

In sickness and in health?’ she asks. ‘Till death us do part?’

I shake my head. ‘Way beyond that,’ I say. ‘For ever.’

She takes my hands and leans in for a kiss. It hurts. Suddenly everything hurts

The sky is on fire and the night has ended.

Otherwise I’ll fall apart. I’m going to fall apart. I am falling apart

I am a person coming undone.

I grew into it. It grew into me. We blurred at the edges, became an amorphous, seeping, crawling thing.

At what point do you decide that enough is enough

At what point do you decide that enough is enough?

At what point does a fly give up trying to escape through a closed window – do its survival instincts keep it going until it is physically capable of no more, or does it eventually learn after one crash too many that there is no way out?

You can close your eyes to the things you do not want to see, but you cannot close your heart to the things you do not want to feel. Anon.