Dear insufferable you,

Again and again you play with my heart strings, but they grow thin as I grow weary of your impertinence. You may think that playing the affectionate one than disappearing like the morning mist is normal or amusing, but all it does is make my heart strings grow thin and my eyes grow weary. You blame your faults on "defense mechanisms" but I have my own and you don't see me disappearing for a month with no means of communicating. I give my heart and my soul to you and you trample upon them. Can't you understand why I am wary to give you the last thing I hold to my name? You say that I don't trust you. The fact is that is true. Unfortunately, I trust you more than anyone else in this world. And if I can't trust the one man I love, who can I trust? Even once the morning light hits my eyes, they still shine with a sleepy gloss as my mind swarms with thoughts of you. I don't want these thoughts any longer, I just wish to return to the way I was before you tinkered with my heart and made it beat once again.

Lost in a sea of thoughts,

Circumstantial Curiosity