I want you to reach out for me… Deep inside, I DO. But this seemingly innate hesitation always gets the best of the worst of me. I want you to reach out for me, but when you DON’T, I get beside myself in silent rage. When you DO, I shrink away and get bashful. Oh…these patterns…of loving incompletely…Channeling Love through automatic, programmed Fear. Is this love at all?
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