i felt something more, something less than my usual apathy, than the routine human austerity, the lack of contact, isolation.
that's what i'm used to, of course, because no one can break this glass wall.

i felt something different and it made you stand apart.
i thought what i felt was reciprocal, but really,
it's just the thought of love i became infatuated with. the concept of being held in some level of intimacy.
but this crush is crushing, and the insatiable hunger i feel won't leave