The Monster

I had to keep it from him. I knew it would be a daunting task...but he couldn't know. It wouldn't destroy him. I knew it wouldn't hurt him...but despite his bravery...I knew that it would drown him with fear and doubt and hatred. I knew he could be a monster; that didn't scare me.
What scared me was the monster inside of me.

The monster that lurked in the shadows as I cried his name into my pillow.

The monster that's eyes shown out of mine as I said "I love you."

The monster that would destroy the person I would become before I became it.

The monster that tortures me with things I want but cannot have.

The monster that chose me for its curse

The monster... That monster lived inside of me...devouring my strength to hold on.

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I have absolutely no idea where this story is coming from. I do not have a plan and I do not know how it will end. But...It'll be interesting