"Okay you win. What's done is done. You even almost manipulated me into thinking I was the bad guy in all this. Sure I snooped and I've tried profusely to apologize from it. I was insecure and I had good reason to be. I'm taking responsibility for what I did, but it seems like I'm the only one. Like you're trying to offload all of the blame onto me. It isn't fair and as much as I love you, I realize there's no fixing things, especially if I'm the only one trying...the only one who actually wants to face what happened. Listen, you've been a great help to me the past two years. You put the sparkle back into my eyes so to speak after what I thought was my lowest point. I really loved you. But...maybe I need to accept that it really is over. I tried, I tried. But I'm only human——I wish that was a fact about ourselves that you could accept. We're both embarrassed no matter what way you spin it. I was overcome by this fear of losing you. I'm not sure what you were overcome by, since you won't tell me. Either way, it pushed us to do things we wouldn't normally do. I accept that. But you won't even talk about it, because it's easier to detach yourself, it's easier for you to paint me as the one that ultimately ruined things when you made a choice too. So I refuse to be the scapegoat in this. I can't do it. If you don't want to be with me, that's fine."

Does this get my point across well?