How many times did I tell you that if you wanted me to stay, all you needed to do was say ''please stay'' And you always did. You always said you couldn't deal with any of this anymore, but at the end of that you would always say ''But please, stay in my life. I love you and I want you with me'' And I would always stay. But this time was different. We both knew we had to let go. So I didn't suggested, and you didn't ask. It was all over.