Is this about you?

You make me comfortable, and when we share worlds and conversations, I am comfortable, more than comfortable, I am dulled, and for that the blame is not on you but I cannot continue this hibernation in circling mental exercise and place ignorance on the contradictions we sport as we complain about them on others. Yet you know I'm not one who finds satisfiction in such calmness, I hunger for chaos, chase exposure and don't mind a collapse here and there. So let me, and let me tell you; break yourself for me, but mostly for you. Change is but a label behind which we create corners of refuge. It is not negative, it means no harm, it carries us onwards. Remember that we are water, and change is our current. You cannot write me down for ink runs with the touch of me, trust that I am content and you can be too. In dread, do not let the subject be lost in confusion. Be open, be free, discard the layers with which you have wrapped yourself in, immersion will not take charge but deem you your own master, and with that power, you will finally understand what you are doing and for who you are doing these things for.