ave atque vale

we've just met; already i am tired of you.
you pay no heed to others.
yet when you do, you are an endless well of calumny.
you want the world to fall hapless at your feet.
you are angry that it wouldn't give in;
angry that it cruelly etches your loneliness
into the glass walls that keep you within.
farewell.
your infinite sadness is contagious.
i fear for myself.