Culpable

I’m sorry my love but your sacrifice is needed. There’s a time and a place for us but not here, not now. The throne calls to me. I seek a crown of fire. A dragon I’ve become and now the moment is dire. My sword is my covenant. A kingdom borne of trial and tribulation. Oh discord, dismantling everything we’ve built. You stand tall while my spine shrank, melting into the covers of a lovers’ bed. I’ve met the devil but he’s got nothing on what I’m about to do. My avarice is a cunning device meant for mutinous self-destruction. I’ve traded my submission for comfort over and over again. The fates control the world but I hold your life in my wretched grasp. There is no ending with the both of us still intact. My dear, you’ve taken enough out of me. Nothing we’ve accomplished results in equality. Uneven squabbles and perilous greed. Everything you want is nothing I need. It’s not enough to deviate from this recklessness. I must remove your identity entirely. All manifestations of your face will be shattered. Stricken from books, erased from memory. You’ll end up like all the others, forgotten and lost to indifference. Time is not an ally. Time is a countdown, announcing to all your upcoming removal. I’m sorry, my love, for not being sorry. I apologize for my lack of apology. Our love has come to its inevitable demise. A marriage erupting from the chaos within. A pact imploding from the passion inflamed. I’ve said my promises but I’ve renounced them. I take back my vows and my commitments. I chose me over you and as I walk over you for the final time, I am grateful for your sacrifice.