you don't read this even when you have the link- which speaks volumes about how much you thought of me in the first place.
bet you don't know the avalanche of yearning on my part (for any little contact with you, for your presence, your closeness, your warmth, your words) that you started unsuspectingly with that single small text. Destroying the facade of my carefully built mountain of buried thoughts. That which was built up from equal parts emotional-torture and self-restraint over the past few months.
what is wrong with me.
i need to disengage and pull up the handbrake.
not healthy because the balancing scale has always been dragged down on my end, and soon it might break under the weight of too much caring. and none on the other.
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