Hiding a crippling need for approval. I always wondered what a. Paper town would look like. With buildings made of cheap. Cardboard, with windows cut. Into them, and awnings created. With thermocol and glue, and. Cellophane paper for glass, in. Colours like blue, green, and. Cherry red, colouring the insides. Of the paper houses with hues. That looked like what crime. Class would, and I finally knew. What a paper town looked like.

That is what it feels like to love an emotionally unavailable person. They will wash over you and catch you unguarded with their charm and eccentric aloofness. You will want them to stay, very much, at that. Before you know it, however, they will withdraw and join the sea, leaving you alone, damp and dry. You will also be either told.