I love you. 

You were once my everything. 

My body, heart, and soul as some would say. 

I always said you had my world in your hands. 

And it was true. 

But, now........

Now I am watching you leave. 

With every unanswered call, my ground starts to shake. 

Every ignored text, my sky starts to crumble into a faded gray.

And I am tired of fighting. 

Tired of screaming. 

Tired of reaching out to you just so you can run faster, farther. 

I called you "Tiger" as my best friend. 

My poems about you....

They used to tell the fairytales of our happiness. 

I didn't think a storybook could have such a tragic ending. 

You know, the ending where the prince tells her she isn't good enough and she is in so much pain she tries to take her own life away? 

Lately, I find myself using "Tiger" as your disguise. 

As if saying your beautiful name is throwing myself into the most dangerous war zone. 

And maybe it is. 

Because every time even the thought of trying to talk to you, 

Something inside of me dies. 

So............Tiger..........

Go. 

Leave. 

I'm begging you now. 

I know you're strong, and you know I love you. 

All I do for you is hold you back anymore. 

I am less than what you deserve, 

So go find that. 

Find what you need, 

Find what is worthy. 

Lead the pack you carry in the right direction. 

Keep your travels safe, 

But remember that if something were to go wrong, 

You always have a home with me. 

Love, your Apple.