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Jamie this is something you are just going to have to get over. Let it be what it must be, whether or not it is suppose to be what it must be. The age should make a difference, right? I always thought so. I always told myself that it did. It does. right? There is no man in an illegal man. There is no relation in a man that is not yet a man. So I could wait. Yes, I could wait, or just keep living and recall the age when, in fact, the age is present. The face is there. The person is real and in front of me. I know this. I know this when I leave. A year and a half of knowing reality of a feeling, a presence, a person, an age. God, should I let go of reality? Should I grab onto it and ride it all the way to the shore? Am I comfortable in my attraction because it gives me the upper hand? I am in control by default. Not by his fault. I am not worried, nor anxious, nor impatient. That is it.