I'm fairly certain that I could handle going back to just friends with you if our impending relationship were to fail. But I'm not one hundred percent sure that you could.
And I'm fairly certain I wouldn't be able to handle life without you entirely.
Neither of our track records, nor our mental states, bode well for stability, but somehow I don't think that I could forgive myself for not trying either. Not that we haven't already fallen into it, really.
I hate being so fucking far away from you.
Talk to you tomorrow.
(When did we agree to start exchanging 'I love you's?)
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