…you have to make peace with the fact that you are the villain in someone else’s story even if you thought you were doing the right thing. You don’t get to tell them how to narrate their experience..
I don’t know how it is I fell in love with you. But this dangerous feeling of vulnerability is one I have never had to deal with. I’ve had so many flings – I won’t lie. But you became way more than a fling many months ago. I was too stubborn to admit it, and now I cannot even function sensibly without you.