Are you staying, or are you going? And if you’re going, how do I make you stay? Would it make a difference if I left my mask in place? Would it make a difference if I pretended to care? Should I keep walking through each day as if everything is okay between us?

I have to find a way to make you stay. If you go I will never see you again, and neither will they. Should I give you everything you’ve asked for to make you stay.

I know it’s not what I want, but it is what I need.

I need to make this right to make you stay.

I need to make you see that things could be different.

I need to make sure that when I leave you will still be here to stay.

If one of us is getting out of the situation you have put us in… it will be me, and I am leaving in a blaze of destruction.