I fucked up four years ago. You remember that night in the motel? When I told you I still wanted you? I couldn't sleep that night. I loved you. I know I did. But I knew that if I kept you with me... I would hurt you and so... I couldn't have that. I knew it. And I saw you and Jere together and- and I- I saw how happy you guys made each other and so, I tried to let you go. But then this summer... being around you again.... and- and talking the way that we used to... and you looking at me the way that... you used to. I just, I see you again, and all my plans go to shit. I love Jeremiah, he is my brother, he is my family, and I hate myself for doing this but, when I see you guys together I- I fucking hate him. Belly...
Don't say it.