I’ll always prefer your darkness if it means seeing what you really feel. It means I’ll be able to understand you better. If I can’t see your darkness, well, I’m kind of stuck, aren’t I? Struggle relinquishes progress. There is a struggle to understand other people and how they feel and what they feel and why they feel. I will never be able to progress if you never show me anything besides some nicely touched up facade that you think will win me over. I find it more frustrating when a friend won’t say how they feel because they think their own emotions will be a burden; it’s more burdensome to have doubts as to what my friend feels. I toss and turn in bed over that kind of thing. It only casts those feelings even further away. And I’ll be cast further away with those feelings as well.