I was angry and disappointed.
But I was also worried about John.
I returned home.
He was crying.
Sobbing on our bed.
I rubbed circles around his back for a couple minutes.
If you're going to break up with me just do it.
Okay John.
John I am breaking up with you.
You know I have to.Please don't hate me.
I messed up really bad but don't hate me.I don't hate you.
I'm just disappointed in you.
What you did was not bad it was terrible.I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Wipe your eyes.
I passed him a tissue.