I started walking away.
‘Listen to me! you have to.. LOOK at me’ he pulled my arm around and pushed me up against a tree. ‘I know you aren’t hiding anything, you are who you are now because of your past! you can’t hide that. you can’t ignore your present which means you can’t ignore your past. You are running from something, but we always end up coming back to this spot. You always end up telling me the same stories. You won’t let me close because of your past. You won’t let yourself live because of your past. That’s not hiding anything, that’s not even running from anything. That’s accepting you are a pathetic waste.’
‘then don’t waste your time!’
‘I’m not. I don’t care about what you were, who you were, what you did or any of that! I only care now and whatever that means. Don’t tell me anything about before, but talk to me now! let me in now.’
I tried to push him away from me but he wouldn’t let me budge.