Dearest Mike,

I guess all I am trying to say, is that I can’t see you alone.

I can’t imagine you touching someone the way you touched me.

Telling me you were there- that’s meant for me, not for another.

I’m too taken aback by your new found wisdom to tell you,

what I really meant was that i miss having you around.

You shouldn’t feel the need to waste a minute on anyone other.

You are too proud to tell me, what it is that i want to hear.

Listen, there’s no need.

I can hear you.

I already know.

I will continue to bite, bide my time to stop myself from “trapping you”

However, please- don’t describe another.

I should be tending to you, in my mind, I am.

In my mind, we still can.