…..truly, words—almost as much as tears—hold people back from doing whatever it is they want to do, thus I will stop speaking this instant, dry my eyes, and allow you to go on your way into this great big, uncharted world we share to accomplish grandiloquent things sans the burden of personal guilt hanging about your neck. To follow any other course of action would be inordinately selfish of me and unfair to you, and—gratifyingly—my enormous unspoken love for you would not abide such callous selfishness on my behalf for any significant length of time. You go, I’ll stay behind to hold down the fort, and our lives will now diverge—in all probability on a permanent basis—even though my feelings for you have not abated in the least nor, likely, will they ever. Yet, paradoxically, the immense unrequited love I feel for you is the very reason I mustn’t stand in your way and attempt to influence your lifechanging decision in any way, shape, or form. If love means not having to say you’re sorry as legend holds, then it also means accepting outright rejection if that’s the way the dice happen to land. So go now, my body will stay behind right where it currently resides, but rest assured you’ll never be able to outrun the love I send along with you today even as you grow increasingly impatient with me and obviously are not currently feeling the same emotions as me…..
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