So, what, are we just not going to talk about this, or. .. What do you mean, what? You can't act like you didn't just ditch me over there.
You did! What, what? Are you kidding? Please tell me you're kidding, tell me you're kidding right now.
Tell me you're kidding right now, I'm going to fucking lose it. You fully did. We were having a great time, talking about our weeks, and what we were going to do for the rest of the weekend, and, like, as soon as your friends came up, you just fucking stopped talking to me.
You did! You did for, like, half an hour, the entire time they were there. I get that you're close, I get it, okay? Believe it or not, I understand the concept of being close with people.
We fucking live together. Because I'm angry! I'm angry because this doesn't matter to you.
Why doesn't it matter to you? Am I not good enough to be around your friends? Well, if that's not it, then tell me.
I'm not even yelling. I'm not even yelling. Yeah, go ahead, talk.
I want you to. I want to know what the issue is. I want to know why I'm good enough to live with, but not good enough to be around your friends.
Hm? You know you literally didn't even introduce me? It's like as soon as they came up to the table, I just vanished.
Yes, because I am hurt! I'm fucking hurt! You hurt me! You know if that were you, this wouldn't even be a conversation.
Because I would have introduced you firstly, and I definitely wouldn't have let it interrupt our date. Not a chance. Oh, please tell me you didn't say that.
Please tell me you didn't just say that. I don't think I'm overreacting. I don't think I'm overreacting at all.
Honestly, I think I'm doing a great job, given the circumstance, at keeping a cap on my emotions right now. I just want to know why I didn't matter in that moment. Listen, I'll be the first person to tell you to put yourself first always.
That's fine. Always look out for yourself first. I'll never be upset with you for that.
I don't even need to come second. I don't honestly really care a whole lot about how many people come before me. I just have to be on that list.
I have to know that I matter to you, and that you care about me, because in that moment I didn't feel like I mattered to anybody in that room. Which is pretty wild when you're in a pretty busy restaurant. I'm glad that you're sorry.
But do you understand why I'm upset? Yeah, yeah, I felt ignored. But that's not it.
I want to know why. Why didn't I matter then? Am I genuinely not good enough to be introduced as your boyfriend to your friends? Is there something I did, or something I'm not doing, that you're just not proud of? Like what? Then why? But it's a problem if you don't think of it.
It's a problem. I don't ever want to feel like that again. There's no reason I should ever feel alone when we're together.
Right? Is that a crazy idea? Because I don't think it is.
I think the one thing that we have to do is be there for each other. That's it. And you were.
Until something better came by. Someone better. Someone worth a little more maybe.
Talking like what? This is how I feel. This is how you made me feel.
It's not good. You didn't make me feel good. There's no reason the words I'm saying should be making you feel good right now.
I don't want you to be sorry. I, um, I can't do this. This, right now, I can't, I'm, I have to go.
What? If it wasn't that I'm not good enough, then what was it? What? Why wouldn't I think they were good enough? Why would I care? Why would it matter? I care what you think too, but I'm never going to treat you differently because of that.
Like, what? Nobody at any point will ever be able to make me treat you any differently than I want to. Because I love you.
I love you so much. Why would I let anybody change that? Come here.
I know you're sorry. I get that it wasn't to hurt me. I believe you.
But it doesn't change that it still did. Nevertheless, I don't want to see you cry. I never want to see you cry.
No matter how upset I get, or how angry I am. I wasn't going to leave forever. Just long enough to cool off.
I. .. I didn't feel like we were getting anywhere with our previous conversation, and I didn't want to just keep getting more and more angry.
I know it might be hard to believe, but I don't actually enjoy being angry with you. Because I love you. It's not easy to tell you when I'm upset.
Don't thank me. Don't thank me. Just.
.. Don't be weird, I guess. I don't know.
I don't want you to feel badly for thinking about how. .. I don't know, I might see your friends, I guess, and talking to them to try and talk them up.
So I think they're cooler, but like. .. Friends are not a reflection of you.
I'm dating you, I'm not dating them. I don't care. So like, I'm going to be honest, it was such a stupid idea.
Such a stupid idea. But it came from a good place, so. ..
Like, I'm still angry, but. .. I guess I forgive you.
Yeah, of course. Yeah, I'm still mad at you. But it's okay.
Are you still crying? I'm good. You're super annoying, you know that? Hmm.
Yeah, you gotta make it up to me now, right? Yeah, you do. You have to.
I'm sure we'll come up with something. I love you too.