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.
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?