You're not the only one who's been keeping quiet all of this time.
Self-important perspectives, clinging to this ideal that you alone hold shadows and obsessions and misgivings.
What the fuck were you doing while I was mourning my heart back together?
I won't be satisfied till you confess every one of your regrets.
Need to hold me before you break?
You only came about 6 months too late.
You won't let me out of your life again?
You fucking asshole.
Do me the favour and LET ME.