I walk away...
I run away...
Why must you suffocate me? I fear you will be the death of me.
LET ME BREATHE...
I NEED TO BREATHE!!!
Am I not trying hard enough? Should it really be this tough?
Kill me, just kill me now.
I will not let you be the death of me.
I will not let you haunt me.
Not now, not ever.
I will dodge every punch, but I will not harm you because I don't want to stoop so low.
I WILL NOT STOOP SO LOW!
I deserve better than that, and you know it. It is only a matter of time. And when it is time, you will be no more than a memory.
No more than someone I once knew.