desire vs. decision

i cannot promise we will not falter in our destruction of one another. this is the inevitable collapse of a princess of power, taken to her knees by what she let herself crash so hard into. like falling sky, i will come down on you and cover you wholly. so, the 10 million dollar question: canonization or bane? my skin cringes at the thought of giving in. it doesn't quite matter if you can prevent a relapse. i fell so deep into your uncharted waters, and i'm not quite ready to swim or float; like i sank before, i'll sink again. i don't think i'm holding on quite hard enough to break the binds you've tied to her in your sleepy sadness. and if i find that walking home is walking to you, i'll be more afraid than if i was to cut myself down and bury myself six feet to the neck. all your pretty mispelled words make no difference if i'm just trying to save myself from ruin. "we fit." isn't that the same as "we fall?"