I was catapulted into trauma

I thought you’d been my equal.

That I had to meet you at a common ground, I’m now seeing it was a sink or swim imbalance you placed me at. I awasnt ever going to make it out of…

You mirrored so closely my childhood abrasive environment by masking everything as indifference, I was just so very trusting!

I only wish you had met your exes and lukewarm warm enmeshed platonic wannabe dragged and very embarrassing toyed desire to be seen by them with the same coy indifference ease.

I was injured over the weekend my nerves have been compromised; and I’m so upset I spent more than warranted a genuine care to salvage our dynamic dysfunction.

My legs ache beyond imagination.

I’m praying I do meet someone at a common ground now because the pain is habiuring chronic fatigue for a genuine connection. And at the expense of your memory encapsulating disdain for you as a whole.

the since memory of you.

-cheers!

one very sobering musterdsandwish!