We interrupt these words...

I’ve always had trouble with distance (especially, but not exclusively, the emotional kind).
I want to always be understanding, but also to be understood (it bugs me when I’m not).
I have difficulty with expressing my occasional melancholy (it’s something I frequently don’t understand).
And when melancholy hits the ones around me, I want to know why (even if it’s something I might not understand).
I wish people would tell me. Everything. (even the painful words are easier to deal with than stunted silence).
I especially miss it when people who once did (in my perception anyway) suddenly stop.

There is little realistic expectation attached. These desires are based on ideals.