How did it come to this?

Through all my anger and loathing of you I won't become you..

I won't lie to make myself feel justified or forgiven and so you should understand that I'm speaking from a place of contentment at the reality as it is now with all its relief and regret.

You in my eyes always held the weight of the world and didn't cry for it just accepted it as something natural that was all, I admired that so that I understood I should carry my half in the same regard.

A stranger to me you walked past me acknowledging nothing in who I was because it was expected we should be closer than anyone to each other, but that time was not yet.

My head filled with expectations of who I would be could not win against my heart who knew who I was, So once we were placed in our positions I wondered if it was the same for you...

Why should we yield to pressures placed upon us by those who never felt our displeasure?

I believed you...