I hear you friend, the love in your voice, the concern. But these are my feelings, I can't apologize for it and I can't make the decision you would make. I'm going home with him. Following him into his house, taking a deep breath of Ocean air before I pass the front steps and I'm going to be brave. I don't know if I'm sure about him, I may never be, but I know this is where I'm supposed to go. I hear you, but I'm not wrong about this. Trust me & let me trust me.