Take what is beautiful and make it hurt
Take the single best gesture of commitment and connectivity, and let it drive you away from the person who offers it
Take affection and desire and adoration and let them trigger you
Let the purest thing you want, embody your trauma
Let it drive you away from open hands and an honest heart and those dark eyes and that laugh and the mouth it comes from

Or else what? What path can be charred beyond the confines of the body and its neurotic keeper?
What can you hope for beyond strict walls, righteous guilt of your upbringing, all the ways you were taught to crush emotion?

If you want this, you will break new ground
If you trust this, you will speak on what you need
If you are capable of this, you will find a wan