you know when someone leaves the home they have been in all their lives, something is breaking. Their safe space is not safe anymore, and they have to go out to create a new one. And the worst part? I can't do anything. I feel like I can see Your life falling apart around You, Your mental brake happening, and I feel so damn useless. But, I do know I can be there for You. I can be the constant in Your life. But being the constant in Your life while not being able to hold Your hand? Being the constant, when I can't even kiss You? It kills me. But, You need it. So what am I supposed to do? Leave You when You need me the most? I need to be held sometimes too. But You need it so much more than me. You need someone in Your life who is stable, and is able to give You a shoulder to cry on. Someone who loves You, and doesn't take advantage of You. But it is so goddamn hard to choose to be that shoulder, and not be able to hold You. But, it is a choice I made, and I decide to stick with you. Even if it ends up killing me.