I've convinced him. We've convinced each other not to do anything, that it wouldn't work. And now we're just talking about other things, about trying to not let things be uncomfortable, and all the time I'm dying just to scream out what a fool I am, how he should ignore what I've been saying. Why is he trusting me to know what to do, to know what I think? How have I suddenly become so persuasive that I can convince people away from what I so desperately want? When did I become enough of an idiot to actually do that?