I will NEVER be good enough for you, will I? I'm sick of this. I can't take it anymore. Once again, you assume and twist the truth in order to explain your baseless beliefs. You choose to interpret something so trivial into a huge misunderstanding. And once again, you're wrong. I wish I had a way to explain everything away, but you won't listen. So I'll let you hang on to that feeble truth and keep my mouth shut. I always do. And it's getting old. Why can't you just be happy for me? Is it something I did? Is it something I said? Why do you put me down and make me hurt for what I knew would bring me happiness? I'm sorry you feel as if I'm leaving you behind. But the truth is, it's the total opposite. You're leaving me and there's nothing I can do about it. You're supposed to be my best friend and yet we never seem very friendly. We're distant and cold. And I'm trying to mend it, I've tried for weeks. But maybe you don't want it to be fixed. If that's what you want, tell me now. I'm tired of this game. I'm too weak to fight it and I'm too stubborn to back down. But if you love me at all, you'll let me know instead of making little jabs at me on paper and saying nothing to my face. I'll miss you. But it's your choice. I've come to realize that nothing I say can make this right. So I quit. If you're giving up on me, why shouldn't I do the same? You're warm and synthetic.