Standing at the Sky’s Edge by Chris Bush (Nikki)
I want to talk. Cos we never did – not really. You just packed up and left, more or less overnight. You say you had good reason. Maybe I did too.
No, not a good reason, there can’t be a… But it was hard. It was hard when you couldn’t love me like I loved you.
It was different, wasn’t it? I love you in technicolour. I love you in five dimensions. I love you in this glorious, messy, destructive… It isn’t polite, how I feel about you. It isn’t civilised. But that doesn’t make it lesser. It was never difficult to love you, but it is difficult to be in love with someone who finds your love embarrassing. And you did. I know you did. It’s true. It is.
And I get it. Who would want a lifetime of me? Sure, it’s fun for a while, but till death do us part? It’s a lot. So you started shutting down, shutting me out even more than normal. I was overspilling with all this love and it was too much, because I’m too much, and –
I’m just trying to explain. Just tell me what else do you need.
Okay. Okay, I’ve said what I came here to say, so… And I was wrong about this place – wrong about it being wrong for you. It’s nice, and I’m glad you feel settled here. But you are here by yourself, aren’t you?
Don’t leave it too long. Not because of what I did. I couldn’t bear that. Find someone who deserves you.










