Losing Control.

Everything starts off small, innocent gestures like a fresh flower with breakfast in bed. As easy as those small innocent tokens are to accept, they only open a greater door for things to get much bigger. A single flower turns to a dozen, then to a garden in your name. A kiss atop a hand, quickly shifts to a silver bracelet around the wrist. A whisper of affection in the ear manifests itself as diamond earrings hanging heavily.

Warnings are given, because it is only for their own protection that the worry is there. A legacy of self doubt and betrayal lay the way to the one place she would rather him not end up. It could all be so simple, to just smile and let things continue to change. To allow the showering of gifts to be bestowed, but all it does is filter into a greater temptation.

All it takes is one time. One time for it to be okay, for the reprimand to be issued with a moments hesitation, and it could be all over. It's only this way for his own safety. It's only this way because she cares. Because she loves him, and doesn't want him to be destroyed by the one thing that brings them together.

All it would have taken was restraint, but it was an impossible task for him. To be with her, would only mean to be constantly reminded, and tempted by the one thing that was the most dangerous. With tears in her eyes, and love in her heart, she watched the one person she cared for take back control. She watched as they both realized that this was the end.

He lost more than control, he lost her.