Don't look at anyone else like that.
The way you help everyone, keep up a positive and sincere attitude, the way you will do anything to help everyone… Stop it.
Stop showing everyone such kindness. Stop being so perfectly sincere. Stop helping people. Stop being strong enough to support everyone. Stop doing good for all and upholding the name of justice and trying so hard for everything.
The things I love about you are slowly turning against me.
Need me. Fail. Fail horribly. Do something so wrong only I can help you. Reserve your sincerity from everyone else except me. Don't treat everyone right. Loose your strength. Have people become angry at you. Have no choice but to rely on me.
Your strength scares me. You're so strong on your own, I feel as if my birthright is nothing. No matter what, I feel as if I'll be struggling to keep up later on. Because for the first time this darkness consumes me. Your love is just as confident as your faith in good. But my love has put this wretched stain on my heart.
And I want you to fail, as I do.
I want you to be weak enough that I can hold on to you.
And I want you to be just as dark-hearted as me, and to look at me as I can only look this way at you.