And you said you wanted to talk to him.
And then you changed your mind. And then you said you were worried about transferring. And then he said everyone would like you. And then you said you weren’t worried about the kids, you were worried about everything. And then you said you were worried about you two.
And no response.
So after twenty minutes, you said you didn’t want to hear from him for a month. You were sorry for caring too hard. He’s probably off fucking around or some shit, talking to one of them motherfuckers.
And so it goes…
You will not talk to him for a month. You are sorry for caring too hard, enough to tell implicitly that you worry leaving for the big school will ruin your already shaking relationship. You worry so much that you slightly consider staying so you two can stay together. But honestly, you don’t want to make a decision based off that, just based off how much you love him.
So you know what? Fuck him.
In the end, you will lose nothing. In the end, he will lose everything.
If he thinks that connections and friendships mean everything, then by losing you, he will have lost the best one. You need to remember that. You are amazing too. You are probably the best person in his life right now. So he’s going to be an idiot for losing you.
Make your moves. Make your decisions. Do what you need to do to be great.