I am the flawed person here. The one who is making all the mistakes. If I had any sense at all, I would walk away from you, from this destructive path we seem to have laid out for ourselves. No matter how many books tell me you are not that into me, no matter how many times you tell me stories of your togetherness with her, I cannot walk away. I am committed. To you and to your mind. I do not want to fight for you. I do not want you to leave me all alone. But I want you to be exclusively mine.