When I touch you, yield.
When I speak, listen, intently.
Because I love intensely, I speak the whole truth.
You are impatient, and wish to catch me in a lie.
But you never give me the time.
I wish I would love you in a different day, neither of us are truly ready.
We both are on different levels of our evolution.
Good bye Emily, as I write my ending.
It was beautiful spending, time with you, before I turned 22.
Do not hold resentment, just try and find contentment.