Lydia
And actually. Now that I'm thinking about it. I'm not sorry for loving you. Or for being stupid enough to try to save you when there's no way I could win. Or for potentially making you hate me by calling this off.
Because in the end, I want you to be happy. So much so that everyone can see and that you want everyone to see. Even if that person isn't me. Especially if that person is just yourself. Whatever works.
So if this opens that opportunity, I'm glad. And I'll be here whenever you need me.