He Thinks This Is Helpful

A man that I know has been purging himself of his innermost demons as of late. I just so happened to stumble upon his writings because quite frankly, I'm always looking for him. His past. His present. All of the details. My mind always dances back to him no matter where I am or who is beside me.

I've touched his hand once, just one time. That physical connection was surreal and yet so simple. This man has figured me out in ways that make me want to despise him. I loathe his ability to break me and yet I adore him for having the ability to do so.