“I’m terrified at the thought of losing you. Your humor, your kindness, generosity. I don’t know how to ask you for what I want and I’m scared you’ll say you can’t give me what I need to be happy and feel secure. That you’ll say it’s better off if we don’t see each other anymore. I’ll lose that little bit of you that I have now. I’ll have to face your friends around campus when I see them again in a couple weeks and I’ll be exactly where I was when I left campus last time. Without you in my life.”
I’m sobbing because I know it has to end // What I want to say {m.a}









