How can I run away from something that's been ingrained in me since my childhood? The only reason why I've been saying the same thing over and over again is because I foresee only misery for you if you carry on. I don't care if I'm miserable. After all, you've pointed out that I've been this way since you first met me.

Sadness is an inescapable part of me. 

You say you're happy now. My problems will slowly ebb away at your love till there's nothing left but hate. You'll forget why you even stayed so long in the first place. And when you do speak of me, you'll only remember how caustic my words were. Your resilience will erode and you and I will die, slowly and painfully. Why should I let it get to that point?

I asked you if you wanted to save me from my misery and you told me yes. I so badly wanted to believe that you could do that but the truth is that you can't do it. No one else can do it for me. The only thing you can do is leave me alone to see if I can do it on my own.

In the end, my insecurities will chase me wherever I go.
What if the best option right now is to be alone?