Sometimes I imagine what I would answer if you still asked me about how i'm feeling and I've practiced my reply for almost a week now. Sometimes I wonder if you still think I'm distant and to be honest it would be no wonder because I've never felt so detached. Sometimes I think I should be scared because of the fact that the last time we tried to have *** you said it wasn't about me, but..

*"I'm okay, it's okay, I've just read too much poetry lately"