"You love me, don't you?"
"You know that I do."
"Then why isn't that enough?"
"It is enough."
"It clearly is not."
It is silent as I formulate my response. "It's not... a lack of love. It's just... I have to do this. You get that, don't you?"
"I just don't see why it's either that or me."
"You know that I want you both."
"Then have us both."
"I can't! You know that I can't... Fuck!"
"What is it?"
"I love you... so fucking much," a single tears rolls down my left cheek, "I just... I hate that I can't have you."
"It's not written in the stars."
"Then ignore the stars."
"I can't... I need to go."
"You need to stay."
I look silently into her eyes-- they are so beautiful. Her soul radiates through her pupils and consumes my heart... I will always love her and I will always resent God and his stars for tearing us apart.
"Goodbye," is all that I can say. I stand up and walk away-- towards my destiny and away from where I wish my destiny lived, but elsewhere it lives.