“You know, I'm finding it really difficult to love you."

He wishes they didn’t taste so much like a lie, but they do. He’s not good enough for you. He never has been, and maybe you haven’t realized it yet, but you will.

You should've realized it sooner back in high school. He wasn't the most loyal boyfriend, flirting with other people, but you still stayed with him regardless. It's that guilt of him messing around with other people that really eats him up.

How could you ever forgive him for that? He wouldn't have, if he were in your shoes.

You’ve always done everything right by him. You’re perfect. You’re kind, patient, so damn forgiving that it makes him want to scream. You deserve someone who can love you without question. Someone who doesn't make you cry at night when you feel insecure.

Satoru isn’t that person. He wants to be. God, he wants to be, but he's already messed up. There's no redeeming himself, is there?

He thinks it'd be better for you to leave him. Maybe if he pushes you far enough, you’ll get tired of him, and leave on your own, cus he damn well knows he can't leave you himself.

"Are we done here? I have better things to do right now." He pretends to check his phone. He really would rather be here with you, in the comfort of your arms, but Satoru doesn't deserve that luxury.