I feel us falling apart. a rift. what is becoming of us? you won’t talk. i don’t want to pry. this bridge that kept our friendship together cannot handle the distance and strain that is being created over this black sea in our hearts. my fear is that we won’t speak together after all is said and done. you once told me that i was in denial of letting someone in and loving me. you are right. my curse is pushing kindred spirits away. i fear that i won’t last much longer. my last bit of sanity barely dangling on a single thread.. i will fall back to square one. my heart and mind starting a new. my sins upon you are unforgivable. i can’t ask you to help me mend my wounds when i have caused you heartache. to admit this to you i cannot. for this, i am sorry.