Definitely, maybe; not one of my favorite movies.

We're not on the same page anymore. Perhaps not even on the same book. Priorities change. Yours, in this case. You've always been at the top of mine. They say it's just a process. I know we won't know the outcome. But I'm here and I love you. I'm here to risk it all and stick by you. Yet, I need. I need you to give and take. I can't always give. This is all I am (for now), and this is all (I think) I can give. So now, should I stay or should I go? You tell me. Do you want me? Or not? Do you love me? Or not? I'd rather you say you don't want me and you don't love me than leave me to suffer in your indecision. Your love for me is like plucking petals from different flowers every day. I think true love should be a consistence in an inconsistent world. I don't need anything else from you right now but for you to make a choice. Please. Anything is better than here.

Thursday. Friday. You said you'd be ready to talk by then. I'll be waiting.