I love you more than anything in my life, and I want you to be happy.
But you aren’t happy right now. You just aren’t. Deep down, you know we could be happy together. We are young and inexperienced and we live a ferry ride away from each other and we are busy and we can’t make enough time to be with each other when we want to.
We were happy.
You don’t have to try and prove anything, you don’t have to try and be the bigger one here by breaking any hearts. There is no higher road to take if it’s just a roundabout or a dead end.
Are you scared?
Are you stupid?
Are you a coward?
I don’t think so. I think you are perfect.
So smarten the fuck up and accept that we are meant to be together.
Don’t make me come over there.