He: That was weird.
Me: Yeah. Not exactly what I imagined.
He: No. I meant you flirting with a guy right in front of me.
Me: Come on.
He: Well, it’s a big deal to me. I want to be exclusive with you.
Me: Why?
He: Not exactly the response I was expecting. Because I care about you, that’s why.
Me: I care about you too, but that doesn’t mean we need to be exclusive.
He: Well, what does that mean? Does that mean you haven’t been exclusive? Then, who was it?
Me: It doesn’t matter.
He: I can’t believe this. Do you know why I work everyday? To pay for your necklace?
Me: I never asked you to do any of that. I’ve always been honest with you. I’ve always been the kind of girl that can never have an ordinary relationship
He: That’s something that you’ve talked yourself into.
Me: Love doesn’t work. And you trying to force on me, is screwing this up.
He: No! You screwing this up is what’s screwing this up. You can hide behind that crap all you want, but we both know it’s just a lame excuse. You’re afraid.
Me: This is why we should have just been buddies.
He: You wanna know why you don’t believe in love? Because you’re heartless.