My brain is craving emotions that this relationship can’t sustain, and I want desperately to have a conversation between equals about it. I crave the conversation about how to crush my feelings as much as I crave to feel your affections surround me. But both are off limits and I am just left craving with no satisfaction to be had.

So instead, Happy New Year to all you out there with no outlets. Someone else on this rock feels you. Let the alcohol flow and Auld Lang Synes flow.