It crushes me to think that you're punishing yourself for all this
and it's not even your fault.
We started off in a whirlwind. Jumped into romance.
I became ill.
Strike two for me.
It had been a part of my past.
I wouldn't want to get you further involved.
Let me deal with this.
Maybe I wasn't really ready for you?
I'm sorry for taking you with my mess.
Me and my messy room and sink.
