Okay.

You told me you weren't special
and that I haad no reason to love you.
I believe you now and I hope you're
happy to know that I don't love you
anymore.



And the only reason I don't love you
anymore is because I know that'll make you
happy. So there you go. I don't love you.































I left you, because you left me,
long before I'd actually gone.




"It is easy, when you are young, to believe that what you desire 
is no less than what you deserve, to assume that if you want 
something badly enough , it is your God-given right to have it. . . 
I was a raw youth who mistook passion for insight and acted 
according to an obscure, gap-ridden logic."

Fine, i like it this way. I am forever apathetic towards you.