I know these thoughts are not healthy,
But I have to give them a voice.
If I don't acknowledge the pain,
How can it ever get better?
Where are you?
Are you ever coming back?
I miss my friend.
I guess you are in survival mode now.
The pain must be immense.
I don't know.
I didn't cause the pain,
So why do you run from me when hurt?
Maybe I pushed too hard.
Maybe I expected too much.
I suppose you don't have the reserve to deal with my issues too.
I must not be safe anymore.
I don't want to add my insecurities to you burden,
But I can't stand this silence!