I also thought about this:
Will I be relieved if one day he grew sick of me? If he isn't over me yet, part of me wants him to start talking to me, see all my flaws, and grow less attracted to me so that he would have no reason to run anymore. That is why I've considered sacrificing my happiness for his like this. But, as I am still strong and healthy enough to want to live happily, the bigger part of me wants to be best friends with him again, to talk to him everyday, and fall in love again. A seemingly win-win situation.
I think, maybe, one of my greatest fears is when a person I love just leaves abruptly. Maybe that's why death is so painful for the living. Relationships are like unfinished paintings that could have still been reworked and refined into something amazing. But once it's lost, we'll never know.
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