"Do you want to break up?" I finally had the balls to ask.
He looked alarmed. "You heard."
"I did." I confessed.
He sighed and put his cup down. "I don't want to. But Jason, this isn't what you want. I don't want to force you into anything."
"Is it what you want?"
"You're what I want." He said softly, moving closer to me. I took a step back, but my back hit the wall and I felt like I was trapped.
"Jay...this isn't working the way it is. I'm done trying to force you into being someone you're not. I think it's time that we just admit
that we're not good for each other, no matter how badly I want to be with you, and call it a day."
"So you want to give up." I challenged.
He had a hard time keeping eye contact, and looked towards the window instead. "I don't want to give up." He sai
