I was right about the writing. Penning words for you has proven complicated. The more I pour out, the more they build up. Soon we’ll have a situation on our hands, though I wonder if there’s already one in your mind. Have you noticed my battle of wills playing out in your shadow lately? Have you felt the tiny jolts of electricity that light our time alone together?
The longer this goes on, the worse it will get. Not only am I wearing away the walls I so carefully assembled here, but I’m adding risk to my everyday life at home, too. Shit might get messy. I’ve quietly realized maybe that’s what I’m going for? I’m not sure… Circumstances just aren’t ideal.