Mentalities and memories don't change just because you felt it was time for you to walk back through the door. Airs of expectation for me to share my innermost thoughts when you woke me up are even less likely to be met with a joyous chorus of echoes.
Shake my hand because I want you no closer - why trust when the lens was shattered by your ignorant intentional obtuseness. Leave, and I will resolutely be grateful for your absence and a return to normalcy in whatever tangent form to my past life it takes.
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