Monster

You are nothing but a creature, in a stolen human skin. I, of all beasts, would recognize it. We once respected that about one another. It was a relief. Finally, someone horrible like myself. That is, until you decided my wool and horns were too wild. You saw me as something to tame. My dark eyes may make me beastly, but the true monster is you.

You ruined what could have been.

maybe we were too caught up in trying to push eachother away