Today I found out something else, and I didn’t hear it from you. You’ve built up these walls around you and me, you’ve pushed and pulled the boundaries of what you think is right to share and what is not. You publicly condemn whatever wrong ever happens to you and yet you keep those details from the person who just wants to hear what you have to say, so you can let go of all those repressed feelings and move on without that anchor on your chest. I feel like my vision is filled with darkness. Sometimes I’m not even sure if I should worry, if I should feel or if I should just stand-by and hope you’ll come and let out your worries, your anxieties, your fears and insecurities... As sad as it seems, I think that part of you is dead. That part of you that saw me as your support, your best friend and confidant, aside from your lover. And every day I see you slipping farther and farther away, and that just breaks my heart a little bit more each time. Somewhere along my path I reached a diverging road with you. And I’m not sure if I should leave it all behind and wish you the best, or if I should keep letting these demons consume me while you focus your attention elsewhere.
