"Let me tell you about selfish people. Even when they know they will hurt you they walk into your life to taste you because you are the type of being they don't want to miss out on. You are too much of a rare star to not be felt. So when they have gotten a good look at everything you have to offer, when they have taken your soul, your being, your secrets with them, or when they realize how real the thing between you and them is getting.... it hits them.
That is when the cowardice sets in. That is when the person you thought they were is replaced by the sad reality of what they are. That is when they lose all the desires they have had about you and leave after saying something like you will find a better man than me.
You will stand there, startled, with half of them still hidden somewhere inside you and sob, asking them why they did it. Why they had to made you to love them when they had no intention of loving you back and they'll say something along the lines of i really love you and i am doing this because i really do.
But that isn't romantic. It isn't sweet. The idea that they were so engulfed by your existence they had to risk breaking it for the sake of knowing they weren't the one missing out. Your existence meant that little next to their curiosity of you.
That is the thing about selfish people. One second they are holding you like the world in their lap and the next they have belittled you to a mere picture. A moment. Something of the past. They swallow you up and whisper they want to spend the rest of their life with you. But the moment they sense fear, they are already halfway out the door. Without having the nerve to let you go with grace. As if human heart means that little to them. As if you never mean anything to them."
