
There is much behind the story---in a nutshell, I wanted to commit, he couldn't....so this was my e-mail to him.....
I want to go broke driving to see you. I want to miss you so much that it hurts. I want to rearrange my life with you. We'd be good together. You're organized. I'm cluttered. You're analytical, I'm spontaneous. You're honest, I'm whiny... But I'm willing to try and you're not and I am not going to change you or ask you to do something you don't want to do. I know we both have a stack of crap that is HUGE and the best thing to do is be friends. But I'm done. I can't. You want your space and I want you. This changes everything, I know and I'm sure tomorrow I'll regret sending this and wish I could hack into your computer and delete it, but it's what I feel now. If I can't be with you, I can't sit by and watch you with someone else and pretend to be happy for you. You bring out the best in me and I thank you for that. I wish things were different but they can't be because you're not ready. Don't respond, there's no need. Let me let you go. I don't regret the timing of our connecting, I'm just sorry we both are so screwed up that it can't work. You are an awesome guy! You took care of a complete stranger. You made me laugh when I felt I couldn't. You're a good man with a good heart. Timing just sucks. I wish you the best and who knows, maybe in 10 years, you can come to my 38th and toss a few back ;) have a great week. Thanks for your friendship. You rock! Best of luck--me