[ WP ] You are a Genie . Someone just released you from you lamp and wished only for their significant other to love them again . Make them regret making that wish .

I know you think your world is ending. All you've ever known was him. Hell, you've been together longer than you've been an adult. I know you're scared, you have nowhere to go in this town, no family, no money, no friends. Him asking you to stay would solve all your problems at once. And the pain would stop. I know how much you want to die right now, but I also know that there is still fight in you. You're curious about things to come, you've always been, and it's a good thing. 
 
 Believe me, I know how much you're hurting. And I know it's not going to stop for a while. This wound will never fully heal. He is, and always will be, your only love. You will meet others, you will kiss them, comfort them, trust them with your secrets, take them to your bed - but the pain will linger. Do n't worry, you'll pull through. It will suck at first. It will be long, tedious, boring. You'll survive a fair share of bad relationships, until you finally settle down, and it will not be exactly like you imagine. But you'll get used to it. You'll pull through. 
 
 Because I know what will happen if I grant you your wish. He will never let you go, and you will never stop loving him. You will be trapped. He will go back to using. He will turn violent, even more than he was before, and each time you will fall for him all over again, and he will die inside - all over again. One day, he will go too far. You will recover, but he will not. He will still love you, remember? he will overdose, end up a cripple. Persistent vegetative state, they call it. A vegetable. Human-sized paper weight. And you will take your own life. 
 
 After all, why do you think I was doomed to spend the past thousand years in this fucking lamp. Time does not exist in the afterlife. To tell you the truth, time is not a straight line, not the way you mortals imagine it. Your past, your present, your future - it all happens simultaneously. It's ok, you wo n't understand anyway until you cross... But why, do you think, why you were the one to find this lamp? among all the people in that thrift store, why do you think you were the only one to notice it? Who do you think I really am?.. 
 

