You want to fight? I want to hold your hand.
You put to put me in the dark and shut the door? I just want to make us some tea?
You want to take away my stuff? I don’t want any thing from you.
Go ahead I know you want to punch me on the chin. I don’t want to punch you. I wanted to give you a hug. I don’t get this lovely dovey business. It feels like as I get closer to you and you get more scared.
I know fighting. I know people leaving without saying goodbye.
What is this hand-holding and hugging?
Maybe I should go?
Why do you want to go?
You don’t seem to want anything I am offering. I go where I am wanted.
Stepping away. Don’t go. Why? I don’t want you to go? Why? That’s not good enough reason for me to stay.
I love you and this is scaring the shit out of me. I don’t know how to do this….how to love. You can start by loving yourself more. Then we’ll talk.