You're right. I'm falling, but I can't let you know. I lied to you, told you I was better than before. I'm not, I'm not at all. It doesn't get any better, it just gets more familiar. But I can't let anyone know, not yet. I can't let anyone know how easily I am ruined. I feel as though if I let an ounce of my weakness show, my composure will shatter completely. And right now, you need me more. I don't know if I can handle being your rock anymore, but I love you too much not to try. And so, if I tell anyone how I truly feel, it won't be you. Not yet.
Love,
Rob
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