I answered quickly in defense. I matched your energy to avoid the reaction of pain that was instant.

“Look I love you but I’d never date you.”

“You think I don’t know that?”

“We’d kill each other. I think we tried this in a past life and learned that.”

“I know that. Is that what you needed to know? That I know?”

No.

I don’t.

No.

We wouldn’t.

I would treat you like a goddamn Goddess and love you in all the ways only someone who knows what your soul looks like on the inside can. I’d be able to temper the flame with the palm of my hand because I know that fire is meant to dance and it cannot do that in a closed fist.

You cannot date me because our paths are in two different timelines in the same lifetime. You can say a lot of things but it is not because we wouldn’t be good together. On the contrary, we’d be better than good, and I think somehow that’s worse.

But do not make excuses.