We are like asymptotes, we will never meet. I am that curved line that desperately seeks our intersection, while you remain that stern horizontal line that never even notices my approach. You are a lifeline who lifts me up without intending to do so and yet you are also a flatline that kills without knowing that you do. Open your eyes and look at how much you mean to me, and then be afraid of the power you hold in your hands and in my heart. I have let go of you, but I can never escape what you can do to me.