Wow, this is tough. I’m not even sure where to start. Well, things have been crazy lately. We’ve both been busy, and that’s put a strain on what we have. I think we’re just…different. A lot has gone on over the last 4 months. Hard to believe it’s been that long!
I guess what I’m trying to say is that I don’t know if we can go any further. It just…doesn’t feel right.
Don’t get me wrong, we’ve had some great times. It’s been one heck of a journey for use, from start of term to final papers. But now, well, I think this is it.
I know, I know. This isn’t easy for me, either. But a new year is coming up soon, and I don’t think that I can keep living in the past (except when I’m writing checks. I have a hard time with that. Literally writing checks, by the way).
No, we did have some good times. Some great times. In the end, though, you’re just demanding too much. I can’t keep giving and giving after final grades are turned in. I need my own space, some room to breathe.
No, no. No more. I’ve said what I need to say. What? Well, that’s hurtful. Yeah, based on your reaction, I think that you’ve got some growing up to do. Maybe we both do. No, don’t call me. No. No. It’s over. Yes, I know. No. Okay, you know what? That’s it. I think we need to stop talking. Oh. Well. To hell with you too, then. Yeah. Right. Bye.
