Hey Francois,
Don't come. It's okay. I'll be okay. I'm in a very unstable place right now and I'm lacking all the confidence in the world. I feel like you're losing interest in me. That's okay. I understand. I may cry a little, or a lot, but it doesn't matter. These tears will go away.
I'll miss you a lot, you know that. I want to see you more often before I go. I don't know if you feel the same way. I get that you're busy. I don't want to intrude on your time alone. I feel like I'm suffocating you. It's what I'm scared of the most. I don't want to do that to someone I love, to push them away. To smother them. I feel guilty as hell. I don't know when I'm doing it and when I'm not.
I really don't know if you even want to see me again. I don't want to ask you because I'll sound like this. Self-deprecating, sad, no confidence in myself. I don't want to appear that way to you. I want to be smart and sexy and awesome, especially when we don't have a lot of time left together.
But I can't really stop these tears. Nor these insecurities. I feel like I shouldn't be worth caring about sometimes. I don't know why I think like this. I'm not usually like this unless I get into a relationship. It's hard to be confident sometimes.
No really, I'll be okay. Don't come. It might be easier like that. You can live up to my disappointments.
Will there really ever be a guy who makes me #1? I wonder.