"You love to love the stars. You love to look up at them in admiration & amazement. You love to spend your nights with them. You speak over & over of your frustrations with the clouds that keep them from your view. But you love them when they’re distant, when they’re tame. You wouldn’t love them very much if they stood next to you & breathed your air. They’d burn you up, and it was the same with me. You loved me until I got close enough for you to realize that I was a lot more than you were interested in being near."
Anonymous (via allisonlaura)