Jena
I stood there, told him that he only brings my pain, but it was all lies. Every moment I have spent with him has brought healing. I haven't felt so safe and happy since Angel died, but I know I won't be able to make John happy, not when he realizes that I will never be enough. Sure, right now he might tell me that I am all he wants, but a few months or years from now, he will want more, far more than I can possibly give him. I knew that telling him that he is hurting me would make him walk away. Knew that the last thing he would ever want to do was hurt me. So, I said what I knew would make him leave. I couldn't watch him walk away, couldn't watch him drive off while my world was crumbling around me.
I feel hollow, like nothing matters anymore. I sent my resignation in, first thing
