Good and evil are relative in the face of love. But I must remember that I am not God, as though I weave my words as intricate as the Sunday gospel. I cannot mold you to my own image. I am at my worst when I care too much. My love is a fortress. I've built walls high enough to keep the danger of reality away but your life waits on the other side. I can only provide enough space for you to create a tower and see your dreams outside these walls I've built.
When the time comes, we will wait here and hope for your return. Go around the world, but please don't take too long.