“It made me wonder how many times we forgive just because we don’t want to lose someone, even if they don’t deserve our forgiveness.”

“And just like that all of the things I had imagined us doing together, everything I wanted to do with you, was gone and it killed me because I had always imagined that eventually, somehow, things might just work out for us. You told me you didn’t know what you wanted, you were confused, you couldn’t give me what I wanted, couldn’t commit. It hurt me, it really did, I’d been through a lot to finally get to a good place with you but then when you told me that it was too much to believe, to even try to understand. “Of course I want that with you” you told me and my heart filled with hope “just not for a long time". I just couldn’t understand, if you love someone you want them all the time, not just in the future so then I had to face the truth, the harsh reality that was staring me right in the face, that you didn’t love me and if you did, you didn’t love me enough.”

“It’s not fair, why couldn’t we have worked out? I chose you so many times, why couldn’t you chose me, just once, why couldn’t you have chosen me too?”