I promised you my last week, but im not sure i can do it. A week to think about things. A week to let you talk me out of it. A week of what!? You know what the last day brings. is that really something you want weighing on your heart? just sitting there the whole week acting like everything is fine. hoping and praying i dont go through with it. so you can blame yourself once im gone. “why didnt i stop her? i had more than enough chances”
i know what i promised however im sorry but i feel nothing good can come of it. i wish i could keep my promise to you but i just dont think i can. im sorry.