"linda, we need to talk."
"not now, the doctor said you have to rest."
"this can't wait."
"um, okay. what is it?"
"i'm sorry that you had to see me at my worst. you might not understand what i'm going through and i'm not doing much to help you understand either. but i think you should focus on yourself right now."
"wait, what are you saying?"
"i'm sorry linda."
"no. don't do this to me heath, please don't do this."
"don't cry, please. this is hard enough as it is. i don't mean to hurt you but i need some space."
"some space?! are you fucking serious? you can't do this to me, i've sacrificed so much for you. you can't just forget about me and move on."
"i lied to you, linda. i'm sorry. i'm not getting any better. i'm not good for you."
"i don't understand why you're doing this, i really don't. and don't give me the 'it's not you, it's me' bullshit. i thought you loved me."
"i think it's better if you left."
"wait, why aren't you saying it back? this is not how things are supposed to end."
"..."
"dammit, heath. say something!"
