Summer's over too soon.

[shereveals]

I have to stay out of the way. For one thing he's always been like a drug that I was once addicted to. And, what do recovering drug addicts do? They disconnect themselves entirely from that drug. I'm not up for a relapse, sir. I won't even give him the impression that I want something with him again. I don't. Even if the circumstances weren't presented in such a way that he was taken, I still wouldn't want it. I've cried way too many tears to be able to ever go through that any time soon. [Edit: Not that he proposed it; it's just been a fear of mine lately.]

I've come to reason that not every relationship is going to have that whole "true love" theme. For me to have that expectation is criminal. Love is special because it's so rare. Consider what you have before you make that declaration.