[She's quiet for a moment. Not even touching how much she's not doing a theme on something she's only ever heard him mention.] I don't want it to be. [No more cotton ball transferring for the moment.] I still love him, but I can't keep living like this. I'm a mess. And if we're going to have any chance at all, he has to want it too. For all I know he's only sad about one lost relationship right now and it's not ours. [Softly.] I hope that's not true. [It's not that she wants him to have any extra pain, but she doesn't want to think all of this only ever mattered to her.]