I reckon this is the way Jacob's attention to his friends suffered when he was with his jane doe and, more to the point, the way he was pulled between her and his friends.
The imagery of aggression and the imagery of his obsession for her.
"You were my last great war.
You were my heaven ablaze
Riddled with faults and fractures"
The ideology of the perfect girl, then the reality of her faults.
In the end he has no one left to turn to.
Throwing himself into loneliness from the consequences of his actions.
I reckon this is the way Jacob's attention to his friends suffered when he was with his jane doe and, more to the point, the way he was pulled between her and his friends.
The imagery of aggression and the imagery of his obsession for her.
"You were my last great war. You were my heaven ablaze Riddled with faults and fractures"
The ideology of the perfect girl, then the reality of her faults.
In the end he has no one left to turn to. Throwing himself into loneliness from the consequences of his actions.