I'm thinking up all the ways to delicately tell you, sorry, but I'm holding out for someone who doesn't suck quite as much as you. I've got a list of reasons to leave a mile long for leaving. And then, there in the back of my head, a voice whispers "A mile? Is a mile worth enough to break a heart? Surely, you should wait until it's two miles." And then another "Would you really be breaking it? Clearly it cannot care for you so much as to break...look at the way it treats you." And then another "You know it doesn't matter anyway."
And there it is. The truth. It doesn't matter anyway. And the possibility that this could hurt you, well...that's a possibility I'd like to avoid. So if it doesn't matter....
Stay. And so I will.
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