For that, I love you

For that, I love you

     It was short lived. But it was the happiest life I could ever ask for. Even if I was being chased, you followed me. Even though you knew it was dangerous. Even though I tried to push you away so much. It never worked, you were always besides me. Even if it would kill you. And for that, I love you.
     It started on the day you asked me if I would allow you to be near me. I wouldn't let you, though. I knew what happened to people who came to close. But you? You were too pertinent. I didn't want to harm you. So I tried everything I could thing of. Ignoring you, being mean, telling you off. Nothing worked. For that, I love you.
     I let you in, you wouldn't leave. I was happy with you by my side. Even if I knew it wouldn't last. I had hope that those days would last forever. But they never will, and I knew that. They came, of course. After you. Yet, you didn't leave me. For that, I love you.
     You told me to run. Out of all people. You told me. But I didn't go. It was my fault, right? I didn't want you to get hurt. So we both ran. No matter what I said, or did, you stayed with me. You embraced me when I cried, laughed with me. Took away some of my own pain. For that, I love you.
     We ran for so long. It felt like forever. But they caught up. They would at some point, we both knew that. You can't run forever. But we did try, that's what counts. Right? I remember clearly, even though the haze of chaos. You refused to leave me, even when I was caught. For that, I love you.
     I yelled, I screamed. I tried to make you run. I tried so hard. But you didn't you gave up with out a fight. For me, all for me. I started to sob, begging you, begging them, to leave. I didn't care for my own safety, I cared for yours. Your innocent. But you refused to leave. And for that, I hate you.
     You could have lived. You could have loved. You could have made someone else happy. You could have done so much, without me in your way. But when I told you, you just smiled sadly and said, "I don't want that. I want a world with you." For that, I love you.
     They laughed at us. They sneered. But you didn't seem to care. You just stared into my eyes, as if you were reading my soul. No matter what they did, you just kept looking at me. I begged for them to stop. I didn't want to see that face. The face of a dying man. The face of a dying lover. But you just looked at me and smiled again, before closing your eyes. You didn't move. I started to scream. You gave up your life. For me. For that, I love you.
     I couldn't stop. I sobbed, I screamed, I cried. But nothing could bring you back, I knew that. I refused to believe it. You wanted me to live, you wanted me to love. But I couldn't love. I loved you. I didn't want to live in a world without you. They didn't want me to live either. They ended my suffering, and I thank them for that. They took me to the world where I can be with you.
     I gladly went to where you were. And when I found you, you weren't mad. You understood. You smiled, and I ran to hug you again. You happily hugged me back. For that, I love you.