be patient with me. I am sorry I don’t receive you well. How do I accept it when I feel as if you have mistaken me for someone else? The whole thing left me feeling like a thief. Just be patient with me. Don’t ask for more… I am grateful and I feel obliged… but just let me be me, and you be you. I need to be to feel to know… don’t ask me to speak before… the more we said, the more confused i got… just, no more words. Let me be me and take me as I am and take what I have to offer… no more no less… and stop running so fast, i can’t catch up and i feel as if i am failing you. just, please.