The problem can be identified.

What I would like is to be held by someone that doesn’t remind me of anybody that I used to know. For a moment.

What I can offer is right now. Not tomorrow and likely not forever, but right now. All of my current somethings are a reflection of what and who I’m getting away from so even if I open up my legs to ******** I cannot stay for too long. I wish I could. I wish you hadn’t come to me then. I wish I could trust on your silence but even your silence is a reflection of my old something.

My old something would have some things to say for sure. My old something would instantly unknow me. Dead in an instant. My
old something. Oh, my old something.

My old forever, forgive me for wanting forever no more.