I just realized how I used to be so good at hanging up, walking out and just simply giving up. Everything was easier when I knew how to take control, when I could tell when to stop. Yes, I might have been a coward before for just running away and saying "No", but at least I was able to move forward instantly.
Right now, I cannot move. I cannot let you go and I don't want to move on. I don't know what I want in this game. All I know is that I don't want you to go, and I can't make you stay. If I choose to lose you, I might win. Sometimes winning is a prize of quitting.
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