brick wall

You. The person who unlocks this hypothetical roller coaster in my thoughts. The person who creates this climax in my heart, then pummels me into fucking rocks. How can you create this perfect doppelgänger. One who is full of ease and happiness, and the other with detrimental anger. How can you easily be my best friend, then suddenly a stranger. Who are you to make a person feel this way. A different person every fucking day.  I loved you, until of course, I realized I didn't know you. I put you above anyone, while you put me below everyone. When I was with you, I was alone. I should've felt overwhelmed with emotion, which I did until I looked at your empty eyes. They felt nothing. Your experiences have killed you mentally. While I doubted it I knew it was true. I was filled with an undeniable happiness when I was with you. And you felt... well, you just felt. Into a depression I fell. No, that's an exaggeration, though that was my physical presentation. I don't know how to feel anymore, I never really did. Behind that wall you put up, you always hid. I wasn't strong enough to break it down. But who knows, maybe there is another way around.