You know, I have asked her repeatedly to visit me but there is no response.
I somehow knew she wouldn't respond. When I am not at her house or on her
grounds, I cease to exist for her. Although she loves me very much, it is
not enough to overcome her individual quirks, her desire to be utterly free
of people except on her own terms. Strange, how I often admire people for
their convictions and yet wish to remain the sole exception to their rules.
For
if there is a passion that drives conviction there is a greater passion
that overturns the mandate.
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