“I can’t tell you. You will laugh at me”. Its the truth. My reasons are stupid.

“Listen, Sean. You can tell me anything. I am here to listen, and I think I deserve and answer. Mkay? Your blood stains pretty badly, ya’ know?” She cracks a smile, and I return it.

“Okay. Lately I’ve been feeling kind of down…”

...

Those fun times ended hard. In the last month, we just argued and argued. We argued without meaning. We argued without thought. Every time we spoke it would just end into a fight over nothing. Why fight over nothing? In the final week I had to stop it. I was hurting her, and I never wanted to cause her anguish. I had it all planned out, talk to her to her face, let her know the problems, and seal the deal with a look into her eyes.

But you know life.

The details don’t matter, but I was forced into telling her straight out over the phone. She didn’t believe it, and the entire “break up” took several days. Several days I writhed in pain. Several days I felt horrible for hurting her. I was sorry.