I know that you're not leaving, not really. And it took an embarrassing amount to get to this point (doesn't it always?) I just get scared. This life has never seemed worth getting through on my own. I just get worried. I know how goodbyes go when things are not said because you thought there could still be time for them to be. I am sorry. I know that I am intolerable, and that you proved a point, that you did not mean to.
When I told you the other day that I spent it thinking about all of my love I have for you, you said you were unable to accept it. All that I can hope is that you grow enough to believe someone could adore you as much as we do.
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