Perfection.

"You have given me no proof that you have changed, and since you have burned me multiple times, I don't want to let you back into my life. You are selfish, emotional, and unpredictable. While I think you try to be a good person, you just haven't yet learned how to do it. You are incapable of maintaining a relationship because you find a reason NOT to love the person your with, and that is because you don't love yourself. When you learn to love yourself, you might learn to love others. You are intelligent, funny, beautiful and incredibly gifted . I have forgiven you for your transgressions, but that isn't to say that I have forgotten them.

Remember me, because I cared about you when no one else would."

You look me in the eye and tell me every flaw, then expect me to do no wrong. Over and over, the same story told. You look at me as perfection, then as soon as one foot slips of the pedastool all hell is released. I did not ask you for anything, I simply asked to be your friend. I see now that it will never happen. I am not sorry about what happened, I just wish that is did not have to go this way. You are so wise, yet so naiive. You have this bizarre way of believing you know all about me, when we have barely had a conversation in six months. You remind me of my own words, "People don't change." You forget that I have grown up since then, and have learned that we all change. However, I am not the one who has not changed...as that is you. You have that same arrogance I learned to despise, and the same intellect I learned to admire. I have far since moved on, yet with every word you send me back to the little girl I was when we met. Ignorant. Vulnerable. I have become so much stronger without you, and one day I will prove to you, but even more myself, that I do not need you in my life. I never needed you.