I must leave, for their sake. I must leave behind my Starfleet career, the ship and my friends here. If I remain, I will surely lose what it means to be Vulcan. My emotions are so volatile at present, and I can only attribute this to my growing- inadvertent- abandonment of Surak's teachings. Emotions, once suppressed without a second thought, roam wildly about my mind, disordering the thoughts I have so painstakingly managed for all these years...
A pair of human lips on mine startle me from my meditation. "Jim..." I murmur, and I know I can never leave him.