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Why are you so hard to reach?
Why is it so easy to get you to laugh, but so difficult to get you to talk about what matters?
Why can we spend hours talking about nothing and somehow never arrive at the things I wish I understood?
I've handed you pieces of my heart, and you respond with a joke.
I've sent vulnerability, and somehow you send a meme, a random fact, or a change of subject.
Sometimes I wonder if you realize you've never really answered some of my biggest questions.
Or maybe you do realize.
Maybe that's exactly why you don't.
I don't need a perfect response.
I don't need a speech.
I don't need you to suddenly become someone you're not.
I just wish that every once in a while, when I put something real in front of you, you'd stay there with me instead of finding the nearest exit.
Maybe you're protecting yourself.
Maybe you're protecting me.
Maybe you're protecting something else entirely.
I don't know.
All I know is that your silence has made me question things your words never could.
And somehow, despite all of that, I still find myself hoping that one day I'll reach the parts of you that always seem just beyond my grasp.
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