You. Do you understand how much i love you? Do you? Can you possibly fathom that you’re on my mind constantly? And that I can’t get through a conversation without thinking of something sunny you said?
I don’t know why i feel the way I do about you. I used to know, but I just don’t anymore. We hung out today, and I heard you swear and put people down, then, at the same time, I heard how me wake each other laugh, and I remembered why I liked you in the first place.
But I’m done. I don’t care if you’re hilarious. I don’t care how much I think I need you. I really think I’m done. Because at the end of the day, you aren’t the kind of guy I want to be with. Sure, you’re smart, but you aren’t motivated. You have no drive to succeed. That’s so unattractive.
But you know what? I thought I would hate saying goodbye to you. But It doesn’t hurt like I thought it would. Sure, we’ll still be close. We’ll still make each other laugh. We’ll still be the person each other turns to after a bad day. But I can’t like you anymore. It’s hurting me too much.
So goodbye, Collin. I need to move on.