I really want him to admit that he loves me too! That's the only thing I really need from him. And not because I'm so ungrateful. Since the death of Danny, my brother, Colin has taken care of me: he provided me with his home, so that I would have a place to live, and he provided me with a job. But he himself continues to suffer because of the death of his friend, and every night I have to wake him up, pulling him out of another nightmare. He is tormented by some secret. I have one too that I hope to keep, especially from him. My love for him is akin to despair. And the best thing for both of us is to separate. I have to break up with Colin before this feeling breaks my heart.