Peter | Enigma
Please, stop. I screwed up, alright!
I should have stayed and dealt with my pain, but I couldn't and when you mentioned wishing I was home I choose the easy way out, preferring to be with you rather then be alone with my own sadness. It was...easier to take care of you and cheer you up, then to think of how much it hurt to lose her again.
You got up and out of the apartment...I can't even pull the blankets off my head. And I still have to go home.