I know you went back there. I know you asked questions. I should say that I’m sorry for coming back to you, but I’m not. Having one more minute with you was worth it. Even if I have to lose you to keep you safe. But as long as you’re with me, you’re not. I lied to you when I said I wasn’t hiding something. I lied to you every time I didn’t speak my truths. I can’t lie to you anymore. I did something. Something that eats away at me. I can’t have that hurting you.
