Day 26

“Sorry, I think you should just leave. I’m afraid I haven’t much to offer you. I spent all my energy and attention and the deepest affection I could afford on the wrong things, the wrong people. my heart is in fact so gravely impoverished, to the point I feel weightless.  I miss the people that I cannot touch nor bear to look at anymore. I hate them and  I love them. They reside in my heart and I carry their images wherever I go. But it is my secret wish to never unload them. They give me the weight that I lack. My sincerest honesty reveals the most insincere apathy. Sorry, I have nothing to offer you. My heart is in the highlands, I must leave now,  least I see you hurt. But even better that you leave me because I feel less guilty that way. There are imaginary tear drops rolling down my face at all times. I carry them everywhere I go. I love them and I despise them, I miss them and I carry them. I want them and I wish I can forget all that is about them.”