[ That takes Jonathan by surprise. What did she want from him? To get angry? What's the point? If he's angry at anyone, it's himself. He's angry at the world for being so fucked up that he needs to stay close to his family.
But he's certainly not angry at Nancy, and he doesn't see the point in fighting for a relationship that had crumbled long before he came home from California. Yes, he was a shitty boyfriend, can list a dozen reason why Nancy should have broken up with him well before this moment, but it feels like a dagger in the heart to assume that means he doesn't care. ]
I do care. Nancy, I cared. Maybe a little too much. Maybe if I didn't care so much I wouldn't have let it go on this long. It would have been easier to let go if I didn't care so fucking much.
[ He sighs as he pushes himself up off the couch and turns away from Nancy, his hands balled into fists at his sides. ] But I know you, Nance. Nothing I do or say is gonna change your mind. So you might as well go on believing whatever it is you want to believe about me.
i'm sorry for this
But he's certainly not angry at Nancy, and he doesn't see the point in fighting for a relationship that had crumbled long before he came home from California. Yes, he was a shitty boyfriend, can list a dozen reason why Nancy should have broken up with him well before this moment, but it feels like a dagger in the heart to assume that means he doesn't care. ]
I do care. Nancy, I cared. Maybe a little too much. Maybe if I didn't care so much I wouldn't have let it go on this long. It would have been easier to let go if I didn't care so fucking much.
[ He sighs as he pushes himself up off the couch and turns away from Nancy, his hands balled into fists at his sides. ] But I know you, Nance. Nothing I do or say is gonna change your mind. So you might as well go on believing whatever it is you want to believe about me.