I get it. You just needed someone to care. I could have saved you if you had wanted me to, wanted to be saved. After 14 years I now get it. All you wanted was for someone to care. I did. That is it and now we are done. I get it. So busy on the outside, so lonely on the inside. I get it. A light is on. A clearing taken place. I've emerged from the forest. Clouds vanished. Sun shining brightly, blinding. Got it. Got it. Go ahead and Burn this. Burn them. DBT is over, finally.