Damnit, you’re not supposed to ask me to reconsider after i break your heart. You’re supposed to stay broken, like i am. You’re making me cry again; this was supposed to be the easiest way out. But, there’s not an easy way, is there? I know you’re reading this from time to time. I still love you, and i spent all last night whining to my friends that i obviously made a big mistake in breaking up and not working it out. But, i’m not so sure now. As much as i like *you*, i don’t know if i need *us* in my life right now. I wish it could just be easy and casual and simple, but we both actually do like each other too much … except i can’t show it because it intrudes on the rest of my life, and you show it all the time. This is entirely my fault, you know, and you’re still as beautiful and intelligent as the day i met you. More, actually. But… it felt like something destructive to me instead of constructive, and if i came crawling back now i’d never have the heart to break up with you again. And, eventually it will need to end. I just was stupid enough to make that eventually now…