“Come on, don’t say that.” 

“I don’t care half as much as he does. He deserves someone who isn’t like me.” “You’ll hurt him if you leave.” 

“And I’ll hurt him if I stay.”

What if I panic and let my anxiety take over and I shake things up in a desperate attempt to please her but my chaotic good turns to chaotic evil and tremors too violent pass through and everything we had falls through the cracks as our shared world splits back in twoTried to stop the hurt innumerable (∞) times but it keeps getting worse