I know this song. It plays when you love someone enough to let them completely inside… and they find the abyss. It looks just like their own.

They pull away. They board up their windows, choose a new name. You delete their contact information, their photos, their emails. You never speak to them again.
You still miss them. More, each day. They stay hidden. You can’t tell them not to worry. You can’t help them forget their fear, to move on, without you.

Unless you disappear. Completely.