It seems like only yesterday you tried to get away, away from public eyes. To vanish, like She has.
Nobody ever stops loving Cracky. You have only proven words that I know are true myself. You can say you'll leave for good, but once you've entered The Temple of The Skyqueen, its walls are forever etched into you, your lungs crave its cathartic air, its as if you need Her to get the blood through to your heart.
You'll be back. I'll be here, too, waiting for the inevitable. Whether you choose to be public about it is your decision, but don't try to resist The Sky.
It will only make your relapse that much worse...