I have something to admit.
I can't be friends with you,
at least not now, not close.
I'm beyond drawn to you.
I feel like I've been tied in three knots
and the knots are on fire trying to
get tied in a knot. I don't believe
you can save me from me,
and I like you too much to burden you
with my illness which has nothing
to do with you.
Today I feel you are everything,
but you are not, and I certainly am not,
and I can't even pass for everything.