So you haven't left yet. I'm concerned. It's confusing.
On one hand, I want to now take that chance and tell you my feelings for you and take you away from your girlfriend and other romantic s***. I truly and honestly believe I can't fall for anyone else like you.
On the other, I'm concerned that you'll be in the same hellhole I am, stuck here for a superfluous reason when you could be out there living your own life. You have a better chance than I do and I want you to take it.
So when I tell you that you need to get the h*** out of our state, it's because I love you.
They say if you truly love something, you should be able to set it free, right?