Rowan

Even though I don’t see our mother

Do you consider me to be your brother?

It’s been, what, four or five years?

I fear I don’t recall the time clear

I love you

Although that must seem fake

I’d judge too

But know that I’d love to see your face

Am I just a cheap disgrace?

Look, life is complex

I hoped the right context might offset the disappointment

But there ain't no way to twist avoidance

It's nigh-comical how I let my own nerves conquer my logical choices

As the time pass they grow worse with the mass of the wholе earth

It seems I've cast my own curse

Rowan, I’m sorry

Do you think I’m in a dеranged cult?

Or at least a very strange adult?

Do you think I hate you and mom?

Does it even matter what I wanted to do in thought?

I didn’t make time to see you because of feeling ashamed

Without realizing I was sealing my fate

I’m sorry

I love you and I always will