“We’re not on the same page.”

Driving and doing the daily routine but feeling like the world is stopped for a few moments trying to form sentences that make sense and they don’t. I love you today, I love you tomorrow, I love you even if I put a ring on someone else’s finger. She brought up the willingness someone else had to fly back and forth to see her and she was willing to do the same. I have a family far away from me, I have studies I prioritize and well a life I prefer over her. I love her but I can’t hold onto a love that might not work out in my favor in the end. We’re not on the same page, the statement reiterated numerous times but it never sunk in until now. We definitely don’t match, we aren’t making sense. We’re meant to be friends, I was right about one thing.