As it stands right now,
I can’t be with you.
I think too much of myself.
I have too much pride in who worked to become

In order to be with you, I must cease to be the man I am.
I must allow myself to be disrespected.
I must forget all that I know about; what it is to be a man
I must forget all that I know about love; how it makes me feel

I must cease to care about my well-being; for I no longer matter
I must be willing to surrender my will to another; without question
I will do all these things to prove my love.
Willingly change who I am; because I love you that much.

Hmm… You aren’t even willing to change a dress for me.
So how much did you really love me?

I don’t know

So, I offer the longest goodbye to myself.

~thank you for reading~