I do not know what to do with the enormity of my desire for you, I do not know if it is the desire for companionship or romance, I just want you in my life. I hate that you desert me, your callousness is cruel, and I do not want to call it out for you saved my life and it isn’t cruel it’s just a mere exercise of boundaries but I need you, why can’t you see that. You idiot, how long have we been each others, why must you leave now, why can’t you see. I write you letters and I never send them because the desperation of it is scalding. Of course it is embarrassing, of course it makes me want to choke myself. You’ve moved on, I want to go away as well, but I want you as a friend at least. You’ve always been there, I miss you like a missing limb. I can’t believe you aren’t there.

















