I don’t get it. I really don’t. Some moments I think we…Well, I think just that. I think that we’re a we, a team, a couple, something. You say that you love me, but are you in love with me? I can’t ask you that without hurting you and I know this. But this uncertainty is destroying me. You told me that you couldn’t be what I needed and that it was killing you. I need you or I need to move on. The issue is that I can’t have the first and I can’t make myself do the second. How can I move on when I want everybody who comes after you to be you? I wonder if it was this very issue that caused you to end things with me; I know that you loved her, that maybe you still love her. But now you love me too. Am I destined to follow your path? All I know is that my life makes more sense in your arms and I could be at peace with you forever. Without you I get scared, I let the bad things in. This is weakness. I need to be stronger. For me. I love you.