The strangers we’ve become

Sometimes it seems the harder you try to hold onto something
or someone the more it wants to get away. You feel like some
kind of criminal for having felt, for having wanted. For having
wanted to be wanted. It confuses you because you think that
your feelings were wrong and it makes you feel so small
because it’s so hard to keep it inside when you let it out and
it doesn’t come back. You’re left so alone that you can’t explain.

— Henry Rollin