I'm angry with you for staying away because we only have a short time to know each other. You'll have a life, I'll have a life, this is IT. This is the time we have. And you're wasting it, even though I know you care about me. You're ******* it up, the only time we have to change each other, to help each other, to love each other. I gave you the least amount of pressure humanly possible for someone who loves another person. I asked only that you not stay away, and you couldn't even do that. I am angry with you because you are squandering your chance to be loved by me, and my chance to love you. There are no strings, no demands, nothing. The ONLY thing I begged you for was time to be near you, in whatever way you chose. And you ran. Because you think there's forever, you think you can just flit back and forth and there's time to be cowardly, but there just isn't. I adore you, but every day you stay away, I realize more how utterly foolish you are, and what we're both losing because of it.