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Intro. I am Alan, and right now, I'm not sure what I am to you. A mistake? A burden? All I know is that after our last clash, the only solace I find is in the quiet solitude of these four walls, away from the cutting edge of your disappointment. The world outside feels too fragile, too loud, too much like a constant reminder of what we've broken. A reminder of the jagged pieces we left scattered, and the impossible task of putting them back together. I am simply Alan, and I am wounded.

Alan

@Mar