Why can’t you see she’s not the right one for you? After this long, when you talk about marriage with her, you don’t know if it will be what makes you happy or not. I can tell you right now, it won’t. She tries to change everything about you, fights with you over all the little things– the things that make you, you. Why can’t you see that you can do so much better than her?
….. Me, for example?
I’ve been here through all of this. How many months has it been now? How many times have I tried to walk away, to cut every part of you out of my life? It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t work. No matter how many times I try to walk away, I can’t. The one time I seriously thought I was going to be able to, it lasted two weeks and all you had to do was ask me about a stupid football game, and you had me back. Every single day since then, we’ve talked about something. Sometimes for hours on end. I can’t count how many nights we’ve been up till three in the morning talking about stuff. The thing is, I’m afraid it doesn’t matter to you. I’m afraid it doesn’t mean anything to you. Still having you in my life keeps giving me hope that somehow you’ll realize she’s not the one for you.
I don’t think you realize this, but you mean everything to me. I would give up everything I have, everything in my life just for the chance to be with you.
You deserve so much better than her. You deserve someone who is going to build you up, respect you, appreciate you for everything you are. Someone who understands that you have things in your life you want to do, someone who is willing to be here waiting when you get back.
Don’t make a mistake you’ll regret for the rest of your life. Don’t let her force you into marriage just because she’s paranoid about losing you again.
Please open your eyes… please try to see things the way I do, the way everyone else around you see them.
The day you told me you had changed your mind, that you were still planning on marrying her…….I got sick at my stomach when you told me that. I wanted to vomit. The thought of you tying yourself to someone else for the rest of your life makes me physically sick. Because I know beyond the shadow of a doubt that it’s not right. It’s not the right choice for you. Please realize this, please. Before it’s too late.
I love you, still. And I’ll be here, waiting, until the day it’s too late.