I want to confide in you because you are not a constant in my life. In fact, you are nothing near. You aren’t a friend, a lover, an anything to me. I want to tell you what I am ashamed to tell anyone else, just so I can get it off my chest. I want to believe for that moment, when I speak the words I’ve been keeping inside for so long, that you care. That I could be a friend, a lover, an anything, just for that moment. I know that once we say goodbye, we will go months without another word. It will be frustrating, it will be exhilarating.