Icarus and the Sun

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"The Difficult Choice"

I couldn't hide the truth from her anymore. Today is the day, I tell her. Everything.
"Hey, Sun..."
I said as I held her in my arms. She looked up at me smiling. This was gonna go straight through the heart.
"We need to talk... When I met you I thought I would finally get rid of this mess I'm in.... But then I realized you've fallen in love with a version of me that doesn't have these problems..... Up until now, you were probably not aware of this.... And that's fine! I don't want you to be there to see me falling... I'm not your problem to solve... I hope someday I can make peace with these things I'm struggling, until then...."

I took a deep breath and sighed. I looked her in the eyes and frowned.
"I'm leaving you...."

Of course there was steps to what would happen. "The stages of grief" I called them.

One:

Denial.

"I'm leaving you."
"No you are not!"
She would try and stop me from walking away but I wouldn't let her.

Two:

Anger.

Her fire would burn and she would be full of rage and anger from all the pain I gave her.

Three:

Bargaining.

She would try and make me come back to her.
"No wait...."
"I can.... We can..."

Four:

Depression.

She would give up, and her fire would disappear, leaving her cold and on the hard floor, alone and upset.

Five:

Acceptance.

She would finally realize that I'm not coming back. And soon give up and move on with her own life, without me.

And I know if all else fails, use fire

Which would lead to a post-break up runaway. I got hurt and lost my wings through all the fire and pain through the woods of her heart.

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