"you'll be fine, right?"

Just sitting there quiet on the phone...first I didn't hear the question.. second I didn't know how to answer. No.. I won't be fine. But who am I to stop you? No one. So I deal. I'm going to deal with you leaving me, for 2 years..to go somewhere I actually want to be. I didn't want to come back to NY this semester. I had my taste and it didn't suit me. I have no family here, I have no life here. Cali is where I belong. But I came back, because I know that I can't be that far away from you. But I'm different. Some would say I'm stupid, to do such a thing. But, I'm in love and would do anything for you.