I fell in love with you the way Prometheus fell in love with humans. The idea of them was so fragile, so childlike to him, that his need to protect them surpassed his need to protect himself. Just like my need to protect your heart from breaking, surpassed my need to protect my own.

And as I stare at what remains of my heart now – picked apart by predators, I realise like Prometheus, how I suffer for putting myself second now, darling.

How I suffer.