This is slightly reminiscent, even

I know, I know, I know.
This is just because I'm pathetic.
Please, don't torment me anymore. I really do know.
I was reading through the archives and found my old voice. Now, I'm working on a collective work made up of tiny bits of the past.

It's taking time.
Everything takes time.
But things, they're getting done.
Just, give me time.

I need time.
I constantly need time.

And Love; always Love.

-Rk