1. The person who's been through hell and back for and with you... and then you went and broke his heart, not once but twice.
It makes me feel better when I tell myself that I have no chance of ever getting him back... not because I want to forget, but because it hurt too much after I realized how much pain I'd cause him. I've realized that I haven't been able to forget about what went wrong and just how much I had lost... all because I was selfish and afraid of being hurt first. Truth is, I haven't stopped wondering what it would be like for right now if I hadn't pushed him away.
2. The person who got you through the aftermath of all of that and is still by your side.
I have to admit, there's an element of gratitude in all of this. I care about him... but a lot of that care translates into feeling obligated to stick by him because he's roughed it out with me. I feel like if I walk away now, it would solidify the fact that I can't (at this point) care about him in the way he cares about me... and that would be horrible.