"Then let's part ways for now." Michael said. "I didn't say I wouldn't accept you when you come for me in the future. For now... I'd like to pretend that the Noah in my life was just a dream and I am back in reality."
"You'll suffer." Noah said, looking at him with worried eyes.
"Yeah, but it's far better than the suffering I'll go through if I wait for you endlessly with no direction of what was right or wrong, checking my phone every hour and every minute if you left a message, staring at the door, waiting for you to walk in. If I imagine you were never in my life, it would be more bearable than having to wait like this, Noah."
His eyes teared up.
"Noah, do you know? I can do both. I can decide to suffer while thinking your existence was a dream and I can also suffer while waiting for you. And it's because... I love you way more than I love myself. You made me this way so tell me. What should I do?"
