There will be no relief next time.
I will not allow myself to invest so much of my peace into another human being ever again.
They play games and have tricks.
And I do not appreciate it.

In the end, maybe we're all just selfish.
No matter how much we pretend to be otherwise. No matter how much we pretend to love another.

We could never truly surrender ourselves in that way.
The way I did with you.
Because I let myself believe that someone else like me really existed... an equal.

I have no equal.

Will I ever forgive myself for letting you think you were better than me?

Maybe.

How long have you gone
longing for the touch of another?

Not one second—
Never, not once.

You see, the truth is,
you are always touching someone.

You see, the truth is
you need
to always
be grabbing on
to someone much stronger than you.

The truth is
that you are
no one without someone
injecting themselves into your empty soul.