April 20, 2015
"Don't be afraid, it's going to be okay," was what you told me that one night in bed after I told you I was scared. "Just tell me if you like her and want to be with her, so I'll know," I told you. I might have held on to what you said, but I knew then that it was the beginning of the end. Maybe it was The End already. Anyway, weeks later you left me for her. And I kept coming back to what you said in bed. I'm sorry I didn't ask if you were scared, too.