loving you was like being addicted to drugs.

It's a toxic cycle to get over you.

All of the emigrating and yet returning by running.

I advance a step, but I find it difficult to end things until they are almost at a point of no return because I am falling back a little bit more.

I know that if I go one step further, I'll never look at you the same way again. And that's what makes me nervous.

I'm severing the unhealthy bond I've always been committed to and sacrificing the piece of me that once loved you.