There are a lot of reasons to why I'm writing this.

I've always been a reader of pathways. I'm usually very good at seeing the different roads people can take, based on their decisions and the decisions of the people close to them. But there's one future I can't ever see, and that's my own. There are too many doubts and vulnerabilities in the way for me to make any clear predictions of what will happen to me.

There's a reason I'm saying this. I can't read my future. I don't know if things will ever work out for me and you, but my fear gives rise to hope, which is something I rarely ever feel. When you talk to me, I can feel my heart skip a beat and my mind shuts down. Either you've given me a terrible incurable disease, or there's something infinitely strange going on.

This is the part where normal people would say "I love you," but I've never been close to normal in my life. To be honest, I hate you. I hate the fact that you've opened this box that can never be closed. I hate how you've torn a hole in my armor and looked inside. I hate the eyes you look at me with, the voice that haunts me in my sleep. I hate the fact you've made me love you.

If my life had turned out differently, then maybe things might be easier. I have never wanted to be someone else more. I'm a dark character, a villain, the bad guy in the story. Why would you ever pick the broken one, out of all the fish in the sea? You're turning me into someone I'm not, and it scares me.

There are a million difference I can count between you and me, a thousand reason why we shouldn't ever work out. A hundred reasons 'Why not' but only one reason 'Why'.

I love you.