I will not overthink this

When you told me that you’ve always liked me that way all these years, but you just don’t want to, it took me a while to understand.  I was pretty sure turning me down twice meant that I should stop pushing the issue and just be cool with being friends with you. I mean, it’d just be creepy if I still held a flame after that, right?

I’m not sure if I understand things correctly, but if I do, then I’m sorry to the both of us— for the both of us— that I make it a bit hard to love me. I’m a dragon, donkey— it’s how I am— and even though I try, I’ll never lose my scales and become soft and pulpy. It’s just…I’m a frigid, hard-ass bitch in scale armor, donks. It’s…that’s just the way it is.

I know it’s unfair to ask you to try harder so I won’t, and I hope that you recognize that I’ve done my share of trying. I really would rather not it be the truth, but maybe it’s just too much for us to make it work. I’d rather give up on us if it means that we’ll both be happy.