Logic makes the world go round

It's ironic how sometimes you do things, fully aware of the circumstances and the way things are done, and yet unexpectedly the consequences on your emotional well-being knocks you off your feet. You are unprepared for the side effects, and you spend days trying to find the logic of it. You want to forget about it, but it just doesn't want to be forgotten. Every time you close your eyes, every time you take a deep breath, every time you listen to a song, every time you lie back and sink into the soft covers, the images flash across.

You don't wanna think about it, and yet it still hurts you. You never expected to feel anything. You are surprised. You appear cool and calm and indifferent. Yet at odd occasions, you suddenly experience waves of extreme sadness, triggered by no apparent reason. You never imagined it would even affect you in any way.

You don't even want to think if you've lost anything. You don't feel sorry for yourself. You don't even care.

You don't expect anything, but I guess you just want to be treated like you matter. You don't expect anything special, all you need is something slightly more than obligatory civil-ness.

I still write in 2nd person when it should be in 1st. It always feels more impersonal when I do that.

I am a friend, not a rock. I am not made of stone, although you may be. Cold.