"It's not you, it's me". I guess I never thought I'd see the day that someone would say that to me, especially not you. We had a great time at CalJam this Saturday. An amazing day filled with laughter. I know you enjoy being with me, spending time with me. It doesn't have to be difficult or complicated, just easy. At least I finally had a serious, sober conversation with you about us. But you day you cannot afford to get attached because it won't work. I told you there was no way you could know that and you replied that you were 99% sure it would not work because it was you. What does that mean, exactly? I think we're great together. What the heck have you done to me that I've become this pathetic woman who begs you to love me?
I think you're awesome, you're great. You're sexy, you're smart, you're charming... I'm so into you. I need to give you up cold turkey. For my own sanity. But I just can't. What's wrong with you that you don't want me back?
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.
7:14 p.m. - 2018-10-08
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