Wake up call

Everything could have been so easy. But they're not. Everything could have fallen into their right places. But they didn't. It's probably the time lapse, it's probably the distance, or it's probably the fact that you two are just not meant to be. You couldn't accept that, could you? You are a sweet young lady. Inexperienced, maybe, but pretty and sassy if you choose to be. You light up the world with your smile, especially his. And you don't deny that he lights up yours, too. He's the fudge of your sundae and the icing of your cake. Smooth and sweet and satisfies your every urge. But then as the old saying goes, you can't have your cake and eat it too. He's not yours, my dear. He belongs to someone else. I know you choose to be unfazed by a ring or a contract, or the hell, society, but would you consider thinking for a moment? You can do better than this. You are not some tramp who he has dangling by a thread threatening to break any moment causing permanent and irrevocable damage to you and you alone. Believe me, after he's mangled you, you'd be lying on the ground, seeping instead of bleeding, like hell suddenly turned icy cold instead of fiery. And him? He'll be going to his warm home filled with love and you'll be nothing but a collectible that will soon be forgotten in the attic. You're nothing but a diversion because you are too good to be true, but you don't believe it. He has put you on a pedestal, exposing you, practically worshiping you, and you like it. You like what no one else but him has given you. You crave it like it's your next meal. You crave the attention. I don't blame you, honey. It's lonely on top, so I've heard. You, you're top of the class, the best of the best. You're everyone's apple of the eye, the cherry on top. You don't have to reduce yourself to a rag, used and to be thrown away. You don't need his sickeningly sweet syrup to make you feel good. You are amazing you, and that's all that matters. Do the right thing, and everything will be easy, everything will fall into their places.