It seems so long since I last saw her ... seems like a lifetime ago. I'm caught in the limbo between my wants and her needs. I want so much to be near her. I want to hold her again. Every bone in my body wants to be there with her. But she needs space. Lots of space. And if I try to come any closer, she would likely run away. <She is the wild mustang, and I am the horse whisperer.>
This is a time for patience. Lots of patience. Our relationship thus far has been based on respect for each other's boundaries. I don't want to screw that up.
<sigh> This isn't easy at all.