So I think that things will have to change between you and I. I don't think I can be as close to you. You scare me, make me nervous. I wish it wasn't so. I'm afraid of you, though, and your undercutting comments. Because my heart is too warm to be filled with the ice of your thoughts.

I am. Am I reciprocated. Things are generally unknown, but I know that now.

I and the Father are one.