I can’t handle this,” he told her.
But something in his expression screamed:
“I can’t handle you.”
And she thought then, that perhaps all relationships were just a case of who gave up first. And her pride couldn’t decide which was worse: giving up when you had promised them not to, or waking up to find that they had given up on you.”
Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #75 (via analyticalmuslim)