You had a long history of leaving destruction behind you. I thought you’d changed or else I could change you. No matter how much one loves a snake, it is still a snake. I should not be surprised my heart now feels like it is dying from your poison. N.M.
God knows we’re all drawn toward
what’s beautiful and broken;
I have been, but some people cannot be fixed.
Or if they can be, it’s only by love and sacrifice
so great it destroys the giver.
From “City of Lost Souls” By Cassandra Clare