Patience
You're always so patient with me.
I know I'm a real hellcat sometimes. I know I'm loud, and I wreck everything. I lash out like a kangaroo in boxing gloves.
But you always just…smile a little. Even when I know you're annoyed with me. It never lasts; you're always so patient with me. You just take it.
You know why I do this. I know you do. You've never said it, but it's like the fact we've never had to say what we mean to each other. We just know already.
It's just easier for me to hide when I'm scared and worried and unsure in noise and chaos. It's easier for me to hide.
I know why you're so patient too. Part of it is your affection for me, the love you feel for me.
But some of it is guilt. I know you're full of guilt for the contract. You believe you let a child who didn't understand throw away her life. You don't say it, but its there in your eyes.
I wish I could find words to tell you not to think that. I've never regretted it. I'm glad my life helps you. And I'm glad we met. I'm glad you're in my life, by my side. I need you Chrono, and you're always there for me. Always accepting the wild girl I seem to be, and the frightened girl I am sometimes.
I love you so much for that, and I'm glad we don't need to say the words, because I want you to know that.
Its ok Chrono. It really is.
Because, if my life is your life, than I can't ever be apart from you. I'll be part of you forever even when I die. I'll be with you, and that's just so comforting.
And you'll be with me.
Just….be patient with me still, ok? I'm trying to find the right words.
W may not have to say it, but that doesn't mean I don't want to.
