Warning this is a reflective piece:
What to do? When there's only one person thacan inspire you, but this muse is hardly there. What to do when only one person can make your heart race with the mere mention of his name or hint of his prescence. What to do when you would do anything for said person, but this person only seems to hurt you. My Angel...My Demon....My Love...My Life...My Insanity...My Lust...My Passion...My World...My Michael wrote me today. The letters neither made me happy or sad. No guidance as to how he felt nothing. Mostly just self centered. The only hint of his feelings was the beginning or a story, but the thing is it is only a reflection of his feelings if he clams them as such because if not then they are just words on paper. He needs to sit and find himself and learn that perhaps being open and vulnerable to someone isn't such a bad thing. What do you tell someone that never listens or never understands?