I fucked up. I really, really fucked up, didn't I? Why am I always so bad with people? It took so much for me to trust you entirely, and I felt like I gave a piece of my soul to you, but I just lost all your trust like that. In a few words on a screen I lost what we have built for almost ten months now. Everything is this close to disappearing.

Or rather, a piece of me may be torn out, disembodied, replaced by a silver of your soul, whose shape does not fit my own crevice, but is what I can only settle for.

Bummer.