"Having seen the light, you cannot bear the darkness."
You thought you were not afraid of the dark, but every night you lived alone, you curled up like a baby, thinking about finding a corner or a crack to hide yourself in.
You think you can love, but every time you leave a mess and walk away, using the cruelest way to hurt the person you say you love, you have neither the courage nor the ability to love. You think you can accept being loved, but you run away in panic every time. You know how virtuous and capable you are, and you know you are not worthy. However, you look back three times, and you still long to be loved, but you are afraid of being loved.
You can't figure it out, and you can't find any reason to explain it all.
If you have the ability to destroy everything, you deserve to lose everything.
"I can't accommodate you forever. This time you have to come to me on your own."
"You're so fucking capable. After disrupting everything, you want to pat your butt and walk away?!"
"Get out!"