My Unexpressed Words

For selfish reasons, I am praying as hard for you NOT to get the deckhand job. I cannot let you leave me for a year or two. I'll worry for your safety 24/7. I cannot function.

For rational reasons, I hope you get the deckhand job. It is for our future and to fulfill your dreams.

If you leave, no matter how we say things between us would not change, we cannot predict what will happen. We cannot foresee what is ahead of us.

I guess, all we can do is to have faith. If we are meant to be together, we will endure whatever life throws at us.

I believe in you.