Precisely because I know you so well, darling,
So I know how easy this is for you.

How easy it is to leave. Me.

Easiest.

Sometimes it scares me how you know no feeling. Feelingless except for those that are present. Of the moment. Induced.

But then I remember how capable I too, of that.

Because we are sociopaths, darling. You and I. Both of us. Separately and together.