I guess you never believed me when I told you I'm not really a people person. I can tolerate them, but that has never ever meant I like being in crowds, busy hallways or stuffy classrooms.
I guess you never actually understood that sometimes I get sad, and want to be alone, because I was able to push that aside when you needed me.
I guess that you don't like isolation any more than I do, but sometimes I need someone that isn't you to talk to.
I guess that there's too much guesswork involved in someone I thought I knew so well.
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PoetryCompletely uncensored thoughts and observations, about most anything. Non Fiction #87 // Poetry #193 © Papyruspoet 2014.