Walls.

It is seductive- the apparent absence of vulnerability. Don't all women want to be desired by someone who doesn't feel pain, who isn't afraid? Though once you dig deep enough, look hard enough, you realize these people don't exist- it's always an act and I've never been a fan of fantasy. The only people who don't need something or someone are dead. I'm sick of your cold stares and the words I can see on the tip of your tounge that you refuse to let spill over. Do you think I'll respect you more for your silence? Is that all you want from me, a relationship of detachment and respect?

Perhaps you're so well conditioned that you're not even aware you're acting? You've probably been doing it your whole life.

There seems to be no currency for you that isn't immediately devalued upon attainment. What a shitty existence, you must get so tired of playing invulnerable. All relationships have the imminent complications of emotional ambiguity, but sometimes it's nice to try regardless of what could eventually go wrong. Stay the same, then stay unhappy. Just know you could have had it so much better.