life or love

Just a thing I wrote about two prompts. Prompt 1. "I didn't fall in love with him, he pushed me" Prompt 2.Your character looks at Death, Death looks at your character "You're early" Death finally.

“I did what I had to. I did what I had to, but I wish I hadn’t. Not because it brought me here, not because I am sad to go. But, because of what it did to him. How I failed him, how I left him a ragged pile at my feet like he did not even matter, like he was the enemy not a beloved friend. I did what I had to do to keep me alive, but now I know that I will never be alive if he isn’t. I will never fulfill my life if I lock him away like a dangerous animal. I didn’t fall in love with him, he pushed me and I was terrified. I have always been in control. But I’m not anymore I have disappointed too many people, done to many things imperfectly. I can’t go back, I can’t fix my mistakes. I have spent so long being someone else, I have spent so long wishing I were someone else and that nearly killed him. He knew who I was all along, but I didn’t listen, I didn’t want to believe what he told me. So I have made this final decision, it is time for me to leave and let him grow.”

I look at Death, his ashy eyes staring into me, providing nothing but silence.

“You’re early” Death finally speaks his voice gravelly and uninviting.

“My death is his life.” I reply.

Author's Note

Ignore grammar problems please, and I know it's short, but it was just a prompt thing. I am not planning on going anywhere else with it. Also, this is about as close to romance as I get.