“Yeah...
Expecting others to read your mind is delusional...
But... But...
I... I...
It's not empty words I'm after.
There was something else I desire all along.
Not mutual understanding, friendship, companionship, or anything of the sort. I don't care about being understood.
I simply wish to understand. Understand, know, and rest easy in that knowledge gain some peace of mind. Wanting to know people inside-out!
because being in dark terrifies me is an awfully self-indulgent, egotistic, and arrogant wish. It's downright despicable and disgusting. Having a desire like that makes me sick to the stomach!
But if it's at all possible to share that desire- if it's possible to have a relationship where you're free to burden one another with that repulsive self-gratification...
I know that it's out of the question!
I know that it's out of my reach!
Even so!
Even so,
I...
I...
I want something genuine!”