Agitation eats at my chest due to my un-feathered yearning for this person, she cannot begin to think about what she wants other than the bare necessity of breathing.

                Which implores me to wish she didn’t need to breathe, selfishly, so that I can then be an option for her. I'm sure another necessity would take sprout.

I’m not sure who is the root of the problem. A possible sociopath that feels for a few or a caring person that is depressed beyond range of care and emotion.

                Both are the right answers, but my sociopathic nature of selfish tendencies extends so far that my second digit is drawn forward without a mirror in front of me.