vanish

snip.

have to

let go.

snip.

it's tearing

me apart.

snip.

now

i

will

tear

us

apart,

but cleanly,

with these

shimmering

blades of

steel,

glinting

in the

moonlight.

it didn't

have to end

this way,

we could have

made up,

exchanged

apologies,

forgiven

and

forgotten.

but you

and i

don't work

like that.

we're

clashing ideas,

opposing ideals.

a match

made in

hell.

so now

i'll cut

you away,

little by little,

until one

day,

you

disappear.