How long, how long, how long will we take to come undone?
If you know the answer tell me now and I'll write up a calendar for our count down.
Cause what if what we see is all, is all we've got?
Missy Higgins

What if it's not enough and it's happened so often that apologies aren't even believed anymore?
What if she catches herself constantly thinking of life with him vs. life without him and walks away scared by the rationality of it all?
It's not the future she's afraid of, it's tomorrow, and the day after that, and her birthday and his birthday and holidays, and all of the things that would seem so incomplete without him.
It's the thought that she may never meet anyone like him again.
That her heart would ache at the loss of her best friend...forever.
That she would live in a numb bubble from that day on.
And that staying would suck the life out of her until there was nothing left but a memory of who they once dreamed of being.