i know what you mean. i feel like i’m only there to eventually leave because you don’t open up to me, you don’t show me things that excite you, you don’t even let me do my usual wandering around and getting into things. you’re like a tightly wound ball of yarn that never unwinds. it’s why you’ve never seen me. you’ve never made me comfortable to be myself. you don’t relax. i can ask you what’s in your head and you say nothing. you pull away and shrink back when i try to hug you. if we get too passionate, you cut it off. my light is too bright to be snubbed out by you. you feel depressed near me. i can feel it. i don’t know why, i think the world of you, but with your being closed off, there is nothing, nothing without you opening up to me. i want you to hold my hands or hug me from behind while we lie there and actually tell me what hurts you. i want to hear it, pull it out of you so when i see you next time it no longer feels like you have a grey cloud in front of us. your grey cloud is like a barrier that keeps me away. i have a grey cloud too, but mine hangs above me. your’s surrounds you. i wish you could let it go to let me in. you don’t trust me, and you don’t ever tell me what pains you or how i might earn your trust. and so it goes. .