Can you tell me how I forgive you, yet loathe you? For some reason, I understand why you left... Because I'm the kind of person who could be seen from either side. Easy to hate, and yet hard not to love. Now I see though, that I was asking the wrong questions. Why is not important, nor is who, but instead, when? When did you slip away from me? Ferrets are tricky pets to maintain, for as a hedgewl you might lose sight, and see them as your prey... But a ferret could say the same.
The two of us were like anchors, constantly dragging each other down. You know that sinking feeling? Yet some how we never hit the ground. We just went around, and down, getting rusty and lost in a sea of dark thoughts.
Something tells me we're not finished yet. I'm still stuck in your net.
