the clanking of crystal

I put people under the heaviest expectations and then cry when their backs break. People aren't people to me. You aren't you. You are every moment and ideal I associate with you; you play the role of the metaphor I have assigned to you. I can't tell the difference anymore. It's a new year and I need to start living as a person, not as a concept. And in my mind, I need to let you start living that way too.