I learned the hard way but the trick is to simply stop caring. See, in the past before I was unequivocally on your side, sympathetic to your imagined plight, your cause forever indelible on my mind, in my head I was always on the front lines roaring along with you, smashing the hilts of our swords into our battered shields.

Something happened, things were inverted and I found myself becoming wary of your kind. Due to the inaction of some of you, not all of you, I became devoid of any empathy for your kindred.

No longer betwixt, I'd often find myself thinking of you, still wondering about your dual nature, what parts of you had pulled me in more to you, and which parts pulled you toward the sea.

Which side was more effective, the merfolk or the other side the more delicate one. But you turned out to be a Moken at heart, tuned to the song of the sea.

The whole universe is in your name that starts with a Kay, it's my favorite letter in the known universe.

The thing is, I want to like you and by that I mean, I want you.

Just that, simple as that. Try as you might but you are not confectionery, despite what you claim.

Ashes in the mouth.

Yum.