To my one...
the lack of communication leads me to think we've both lost confidence in each other. We've collapsed before in our own Abyss. You've lost the will to distinguish your time. Your affections atmosphere feels exhausted. The emotion you lead me to believe manipulates distortion. We were to merge everlastingly. The time spent hand in hand feels as a fantasy. I'm hesitant that I want to be merged eternally with thee. My one... your resentful when I reside with my companions. Has our flame gone out?
