I see you...the way you share yourself...your time, compliments, love, encouragement...I know it's there. I see you give it to others... I just don't understand why the choice to share it with me isn't an option? I haunts me...torments me...as to why I am not good enough. It's a matter of choice for you. I told you what I want...need...desire...yet that is not an option in your world. So what's in your garden?...what's in mine...