Tonight
I told you you always looked angry
You asked what I meant
I said it looked like a fire lived inside you
Not a mean one
Nor a passive one
But it's there
I told you you just seemed mad at the world some time
Then I told you you you were distant
And I didn't know who you were anymore
You said you weren't distant
I can promise you right now you are fucking inscrutable
You told me to ask questions
So I did
I asked why you were distant
"I'm not"
You are
I said you're definitely not close
"Well yeah"
You said
Like it was obvious?
Like there is an obvious reason you are not close
You said you were a happy medium
I would not call it happy
Neither of us are happy
I asked why can't you be close
Then you just stopped answering
Tonight
YOU ARE READING
The Evolution Of A Fairly Local Trash Can's Inevitable Death Recorded On Paper
RandomHow convenient. You get to have the complete and honest truth about the struggles of a complete stranger. What's more compelling than that?
