Remember when we took the subway to Union Station only to wait an hour in the hot sun? Remember when we got home at 1 and my dad had to drive you home? Remember that night when you felt the exact same way that I did?
I have become so helpless that the only thing, whether it be smart or not, is to give it up. There is nothing else that I can do to change your mind. And besides, why would I want you to do that? Those are feelings only based on pity and forced love. There's no such thing as forced love, that's not love, it's called pity. I hate pity.
But I know that even if I could change your mind, things would have worked out the way I wanted them to, not yours. And if I forced you to love me, the only thing I would feel was embarrassment. I like your love the way it is and I trust you enough to make the right decisions. Because I know what you have is better than what I could ever give and I AM willing to wait for that.
I know you're good where you are. I won't pretend not to care anymore, it's too hard.
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