The Wolves Howling In My Head

Not a Poem

I don't know how to respond anymore. I genuinely need time to myself and think. You made me both fearful and happy. You dismissed me when I was sappy. I suppose that was a fault on my communication. I was sappy because I was thinking about my world. You don't have to wear a mask. I never wanted you to wear one to begin with.

Perhaps I'm just too sensitive. And it's not just the anger. It's the lack of interest in my pursuits. I always showed interest in yours, but you rarely showed interest in mine. I felt left in the dust.

I'll be spending time alone. As I've stressed multiple times, I've only spoken to that girl for 5 days. I won't be pursuing anything with her. Only friends. If something happens between her and I in the future so be it. If not so be it. I will not push in any direction but to at least feel balanced with myself again.

I do want to talk to you still, and I still don't want a mask. Though that may be harder now, for obvious reasons. I still love you, and want to see you prosper, and be a source of comfort if I ever could be again. I wish I didn't hurt you.

I love you.
I'm sorry.