You give up constant laughter over silly things, serious things, inappropriate things and you really lose out on bathroom humour.
You give up being able to share the best and the worst of yourself without judgement.
You give up a support system; someone who will be there for you no matter what, someone who will often put you first, someone who wants to take care of you.
You give up an amazing bedroom partner; someone who wants to share themselves with you as often as humanly possible.
You give up amazing conversation opportunities; from the mundane to the serious to the abstract, you'll miss out on those enlightening, hilarious, argumentative, passionate, un/comfortable moments.
You give up getting to know some of the most amazing people on the planet; this group of friends of mine is incomparable - they love, laugh, have fun, and they help me get over lying and cowardly douche bags.
You give up inclusion into one of the best families in the world; a family that will accept you simply because I love you and one that would give you anything you need - be it support, love, a place to stay, a hot tub session, or a beer.
You give up your cuddle buddy, your best friend, your equal.
But most importantly, you give up compassion and love like you'll never know again. These two things I give freely, without restraint, without remorse, and often without thinking (which can be both an amazing trait and a terrible flaw).
When you give me up, you give up on the love of a lifetime, one that will not and cannot be replaced, and one that you may never even know that you've lost.
But now you know.
PS - Fuck you.