I like this feeling of not needing you anymore.

I thought you were my best friend.

I thought it was just a matter of time before we did everything together.

What happened?

I could make a few guesses, but I don't want to.

I just want a friend out of you.

I see how you treat other people.

They love you. They adore you.

What makes them so different from me?

But I'm letting go.

A few months ago, I couldn't have done that.

But now, I realize that there are people out there who actually care about talking to me,

Who stand a chance of actually being there.

So why do I need you?