Again. The things we said with our eyes. But what's the point in "I love you" when I knew I would be a thousand miles away the very next day? And how callous. How callous. But this is me. Practicality will always win, and it's useless to love someone in a life I no longer lead. My heart may be breaking, right this moment, but let's please all be practical.
This is my choice. I don't want to lose him to Chicago, but I've made up my mind. It's Chicago I love. He couldn't hold me.
So why am I resenting Chicago for taking me from him? Why am I acting like a jilted lover? Why am I playing passive aggressive mind games with this city?
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