Sometimes I wonder why I keep coming back. Leaving for months at a time. The impatient, devastation. The wonder. Leaving others. The one who care in complete suspension. Worrying about someone they hardly know. Something they can barely understand. Gripping reality with quivering hands. I'm sorry I keep leaving without notice. Worrying those who notice the absence. I just sometimes feel a hole in my life. And sometimes that hole is filled with problems I can't explain. Depression, hate, and anger, corruption of heart to the fullest. Carelessly decided to delete without hitting send. I'm sorry.