My excerpt of stories (EN)

Conversation 10.

I love you, I really do. But I have to leave. I'm starting to become... Dangerous. You know, my powers and all this shit, it was fun, it really was. I was a super-human, and I still am, but it's not like it used to be. I was doing everything for my own pleasure, and for the good of everyone if possible. I was a good person, and I was using my gifts for good reasons. I don't know what is happening now, I think, somehow, I got lost. Like I always do. And I'm not someone good anymore. I don't even trust myself anymore. I know I can still go wherever I want, control fire and water and wind and anything I want to control, fly and be really strong, I know I can learn anything I want, but I also know there's something in me who can use all of this to do bad actions. I don't want you to be sad, because I would never have left you on purpose. I think my ideal future would be next to you, with our children running in the house, a big house we would be so proud of. I know it's what I want; but I can't have it. Because, sadly, if I decided to stay, I would end up alone, crying myself to sleep forever because I know that if you won't be here anymore; it would be because of me. I don't want to say it, but it's the truth: If I stay, you're dead. I would already be devastated if you died, but If I know it's my fault, I think I would die too, inside and maybe for real. I want this life so much, you know, this life where you'll come after work, and I'll be waiting with a good dinner prepared, the children already sitting around the table, and when they'll go to sleep, we'll fuck 'til the sun shows up, and we'll fell asleep together, saying "I love you" and really meaning it. I wish it could end up this way. But I have to leave. Because it won't ever end up this way, because if I stay, the dark thing that took place in my soul, the dark thing that's haunting me will kill you. Because if I don't leave, then you're dead. I have too much blood on my hands right now, and it's okay as long as it's not your blood. So, here I am, saying goodbye to the love of my life. And please, don't be sad because I'll die for you. I'll die just because I want you to have a future, because it's the only way for you to be happy again. I know you will be sad, I know you will cry yourself to sleep a lot of nights after I'm gone, but eventually, you will get better, you will meet someone that's good for you, maybe not as much as I was but someone who can make you happy. Someone that you will be sure won't hurt you. Because If I stay, I will. And I won't hurt your feelings, I will hurt you for real, until you can't be hurt anymore, until you're gone. So here I am, saying goodbye. For your own good. I love you, I really do. But I can't stay. I'm sorry."

And the, she disappeared, like she always did. She disappeared as he was almost crying, knowing it was for his own good. But at this moment, he would have rather died from her hands, then knowing she was gonna die for him. Because even if all she wanted was his own good, she didn't realized that his 'good' was with her. And at this exact moment, he knew time would never heal her absence, because she was the love of his life, and nothing can heal this.