A practiced run-on (299 words, one sentence)

Coming from out of the dark searing my eyes with light that burns and melts my flesh away revealing bare bones and withered tissue beneath my flakey exterior which I had so carefully placed to hide what I did not wish for you to see knowing that you would not have had accepted me had you known of my faults and wrongs just as I can not accept myself in this way which is why I needed you to help me find a better part of myself that I'm sure does not exist except perhaps in my dreams where you are with me and I am not this person whom you run and hide from in fear of becoming a monster which I would allow you to do because I love you to much to allow things to become complicated like that between us though it seems I have failed already in that aspect for I know you but it seems you do not know me as anything more than a fear haunting you with each time I open my mouth though my only intent is to say hello and perhaps to introduce myself so that perhaps we might become familiar and could maybe see each other while moving into a relationship but of coarse now I've stepped ahead of myself and in this my secrets are revealed and you see past my shield right through to the meaning of all that I do and some how my actions scare you so you hide from me and I back away knowing the use to be useless and lacking purpose and as I back away I turn into the dark while a tear lines my eyes and my figure becomes nothing more than a memory which can not be forgotten.