When you love someone and they loves you back, but you know you aren't being yourself around them. When your whole relationship was based on one concept that, when under the microscope, cracked and splintered and you found yourself wondering what sort of foundation the love was even based on. You had let him speak for both of you because you had wanted it so badly, or maybe because you had no idea what you wanted but he was a nice enough person. Then, when you realize that he loves the surface of you and not the deep dark monster, and you have an epiphany: you would rather be the monster than a lie.
When you love someone and they loves you back, but you know you aren't being yourself around them. When your whole relationship was based on one concept that, when under the microscope, cracked and splintered and you found yourself wondering what sort of foundation the love was even based on. You had let him speak for both of you because you had wanted it so badly, or maybe because you had no idea what you wanted but he was a nice enough person. Then, when you realize that he loves the surface of you and not the deep dark monster, and you have an epiphany: you would rather be the monster than a lie.