so, eleanor, here it is. i love you, completely and utterly, but i have to go. but you don’t, though. you don’t HAVE to go you don’t have to leave me. i don’t want to leave, you, i’m just... ready to leave.

i have the same feeling the others described, a kind of quietude in my soul. but... you just had it. what if those other dummies didn’t wait long enough and the feeling fades, and you get to spend another billion bearimy’s in fake

afterlife europe with your kickass girlfriend? i didn’t just have it. i’ve had it a long time. remember that day when we were with our parents? my mom kissed you goodbye... and got lipstick on your cheek, and your mom rubbed it off.

i don’t know why that was it, but... that was it. and i didn’t want to tell you, because... because. no man, this can’t be... because jason’s gone, tahani’s off doing her thing and i’m not ready to go, so if you leave, i’m alone here.

i was alone my whole life... and i told myself i like it that way but i don’t. i like being with you. okay. i won’t go. really? yeah, i won’t go. there’s... there is still plenty to do. i’ll stay.