Kill for me

There goes my sanity. Love is often compared to fire, madness, and even hell-words that remind me of death and eternal darkness. Love and death. They seem so different, yet tonight they seem the same. Similar in so many ways. Is love not death? Both concepts are inevitable - just part of the human experience. Am I destined to walk this line between two seemingly unavoidable outcomes? Death and love. The intertwining of these powerful forces led me on a transformative journey. A labyrinth that ultimately guided me to a reality that I am not prepared for... Is death not love? Two notions; supposed opposites that allow one to cherish precious moments but ultimately lead me to the same outcome - heartbreak. I made a decision that'll change everything. Was it worth it? Will he betray me like everyone else inevitably did in the end? Will he survive?