back to this now. i don’t expect you to firmly accept me. you have as little control over this as do i. stop seeing yourself as someone not worthy of good things like love. of course you are free to run off and set out to die alone. this isn’t helpful to me either. i’m learning what that pain feels like from loving someone so much, that it’s beginning to hurt that i can’t see you, or talk or touch you. of course, i only want what works for you. fly away my bird, but don’t forget that there is someone who feels you fit perfectly, right here, with me.