Everyone's trying to... look out for us. Protect us from ourselves. But in the end, all that matters is how we feel... and what we do about it. Because either way, we're the ones who have to live with the consequences.
That's the tricky part though, isn't it? Living with the consequences. When I'm not with you, when you're not around, it's like part of me is missing. I want to be with you more than anything. But I don't think I can do this.
Can you really walk away from me, from us? After all this time, we're back together. Don't throw that away.
I don't want to. Maybe I need more time. Maybe if I go back to Trill for a while—think it over. I could always come back later.
I wish I could believe that. But ultimately, it comes down to this—if you feel about me the way I feel about you, you won't get on that transport tomorrow. And if you do leave, I think we both know you're never coming back.






