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That is beautiful, if not heartbreaking.

Yeah. I read it in a magazine today, and it just really hit me.

Do you identify with it?

...Maybe.

What can I do to cheer you up?

I'm sure I'll be okay. It'll pass. I just need to remember I was busy getting over myself not that long ago.

How very sad.

It really struck me, when I read it today.

Considering how sad the quote is, I'm sorry to hear that.

Jim Morrison wrote it in a letter to one of his longtime girlfriends. It was one of the last communications he had with her before he passed away. You're right that it's sad--it's also so honest, and full of longing, and for whatever reason, that just hit me.

Usually things like this strike people because the words make you identify with it, even if you don't.

It just made me so sad. That he missed her so much, to say that, and he never got to see her again. That it was the last thing she heard from him. And at least he got the chance to say it, right?

Made me think about my own life. What I'm missing.

So, what do you think you're missing? Unless of course, you would rather not say.

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It's not that I don't want to say. I don't want to be inadvertently rude to you.

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That's all right. I'm not easily offended, but you can keep it to yourself if you prefer.

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I feel like I'm missing having someone like that in my life.

It just seems like a terribly rude thing to say to the guy I drunkenly slept with last week, you know?

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I can understand that.

And no, it's not terribly rude. Don't worry, I'm not offended.

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I just... no matter what happens, Ianto, I don't ever want you to think you were just convenient. A means to an end or just a warm body. You weren't. You're not.

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I don't think that.

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Good.

God, I'm sorry. I don't mean to freak out at you. I'm just no good at this kind of thing, that's all. I've never done that before. It's just... I don't know what to do. But I want to make sure nothing changes between us because of it.

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I'm not good at it either. And I'm not freaked out, just confused. It's not something I expected to happen.

I hate to say it, but some sort of change is sort of inevitable, you know?

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I didn't expect it either.

Maybe. I don't know. I don't want there to be. I don't want to lose you as a friend.

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I don't want to lose you either. I'm worried that I've ruined things and I don't know what to do about it.

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You didn't ruin anything. I'm the one that started it.

I want to see you, after the weekend, when I'm home. Please. I want to talk to you, work this out.

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I wasn't exactly protesting.

Okay. Well, let me know when you get back and I'll work something out.

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Okay. Thank you.

Are you alright, Rachel?

~~No kidding.~~

Mohinder. Hi. I, um... yeah. Just fine.

I read that today in a magazine. It was in a letter Jim Morrison wrote to one of his longtime girlfriends, one of the last communications he had with her before she died. I'm totally one of those dorks who gets all affected by things I read, you know, so for some reason that totally hit me.

Remember how you promised you'd tell me if you weren't alright?

I'm afraid that name means nothing to me. But I understand how it can be, getting lost in words. And I'm sorry those words affected you so much.

I did promise, yeah.

He was a musician. A singer and a poet. He died very suddenly, before he was thirty. It's almost forty years ago, now.

I guess it just got me thinking. Like, about what I'm missing. What I want. I have nearly everything, and it's all going so well. And I guess sometimes... I just wish I had someone to share it with.

I...

I know we only just had a weekend together, but maybe you'd be interested in doing something else, soon? I'd welcome a chance to... talk. To you.

I'd... really? I mean, yes. Totally. I'd love to. Please.

I feel I should offer you a visit to New York... though my apartment will feel like squalor after the luxury of yours.

Oh, I don't care about that. I'm really not impressed or unimpressed by things like that, I promise. As long as I get to see you.

When?

Whenever suits you. As I've said before, my work hours are flexible.

Next weekend, maybe? I could get away early Friday if I put in extra hours during the week.

I'm actually away this weekend, with a friend, but I'm stopping by in New York on my way back to Gotham. If you wanted, I could stop by and say hello.

That would be lovely. If you give me a ring when you get to New York, I'll let you know where I am. It'll either by my apartment or my lab.

Perfect. I'm not sure which day we're heading back yet, tomorrow or Monday or what. But I will call, promise.