It seems normal.

It seems that you have always been waiting for something when it comes.

And you will take it, by the collar and by its creased cuff.

She told me it seems to her that its nothing wrong.

To me its more like it was never right to begin with.

Multifold of emotions.

I felt those yesterday and I couldn't seem to rationalize myself, more so with the extra servings of dinner.

Which threatened to pry me open from the inside.

I read about your life.

You are self aware and yet you will never change.

And that's how you will die.

You will die alone. But it never meant being lonely....

...And unrepentant.

And maybe sad.

And maybe filled with regrets.

Before you die, I have always been waiting for an apology.

A heart felt one.

From you.

That's all I ever needed.

When you couldn't give me all your heart.