I can't deny that having you stay is what I want because I'm selfish like that and you know it. But you also have to know I want you to be happy. Staying in this little sector of hell will destroy you like it has our parents and friends. I want you to leave but I'm not strong enough to tell you that...hey, you all ready know that. I forget to be mad at you when I finally get to see you. Man, there's no way that this can be made easier. Especially when you whisper that sappy bullshit and do that thing with your tongue.. Well, whatever.