find someone just like me and drink your feelings down to nothing, because you know deep down in your heart that you made the wrong choice. be the best at what you do, but just know that for every person you touch with the way you feel you get that much further away from me. i’ve never left you, but you made your bed. now sleep in it with her and leave me alone for good. can you do that for me, maybe swallow your pride and with each sip erase a little bit more of me from your life? if i sound angry just realize it’s just because it hurts to watch you drive those nails into my dreams like you really believe i can’t feel anything. this is proof that i care, but i need to find a new type of “love”, one that won’t hurt me in exchange for personal gain. you’re welcome, by the way, for whatever it is you thanked me for. i don’t need to know your reasons.