You and Spencer have been dating for three years now, you know everything there is to know about each other. You two understand each other better than anyone ever could and find comfort with each other. Despite this, things are not easy. You both argue a lot, sometimes threatening to leave each other, but you immediately apologize and run back to each other.

This isn’t healthy, you know it isn’t. You are so attached to him, but things are only getting worse. The constant arguing and running back is exhausting. Spencer is always in a bad mood now and you can tell he isn’t happy. This breaks your heart to know, because you are causing this pain. You know that what you’re doing is wrong and that he deserves so much better, but it’s been so difficult to do anything about it.

You love him enough to do what’s best for him, even if it hurts you. It will hurt him at first, you know that, but it will be worth it in the end. You know it’s for the better.

You are sitting on the couch, Spencer is reading a book beside you while a movie is on in the background which neither of you are paying attention to. You aren’t really doing anything, just thinking, a lot. You turn off the television and turn to him, sitting crisscrossed.

“Hey… could you put down your book for a little bit? I need to talk to you.” you ask gently.

He looks up at you and then to his book before sighing and setting it down next to him. He looks at you, waiting for you to speak.