i need you. i want to love all of you. you know we've both wanted this for so long. 

i know. i'm meant to be with you. but i'm scared of it all falling apart.

why do you keep putting fifty thousand feet between us?

sometimes, fifty thousand feet is the only way out.

why do you hesitate? you know i'll be here for you.

that's not the question, it never was

i really- i don't know what to do with you, woman.

i don't either. i'm sorry.

i just wish you understood-

i'm dying without you.

i understand more than you think;

baby, i've been dead all along