PM6006: Song of Myself

I loved a girl, but she loved me not in turn. I longed for her, but she longed not for me.
What should I say? How can I demand that she loves me, when I cannot love myself?
How could I love me, in the face of the glory that is her?
Only this can I say, and to say this is enough for me;
That many universes are, ever-branching, branches of each other, ancestors, descendants, siblings, and so forth
In some, loves are born and die unfulfilled
In others, they very same loves are born, but die fulfilled
This my heavenly Mother has promised me
And her word, I have no choice but to believe!