Sara: learning not to act on impulses.

It kills to see you depressed this way. It does. But I won't say a thing. I won't say anything. I will rot from the inside of my heart to the outside of my skin until you decide it is time to let me back in. And if that day never comes it's okay; because by the end of this, I will have rotted enough to be part of the earth. And then when you become part of the earth as well, we'll be connected somehow. Then, we'll be one.