I think I know how you feel about me. You never wanted or intended for me to love you. You don't quite know what to do with me. You know the depth of my feelings for you (I think), but you don't reciprocate. You care for me enough and enjoy our time together enough that you try not to hurt me and do your best to be kind but dodge my affection. And at least in this iteration of you, you don't want to take responsibility for me.
I don't know why I'm pulled toward you Adam. I don't know why you excite me and make me feel alive. I don't know why I found you and I don't know how to ignore my feeling that I've loved you longer than I've been on this Earth. I should leave you alone. Let you enjoy your goddess that has your every fiber claimed. If I did what was best for you, I'd be gone. I know I should be. It hurts either way I take it.
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