Two become...three? Three's company? Three's a party? Three cannot do.

[deltazap]

So, the apocalypse is nigh.

The minor apocalypse. In my life.

Actually, it's more like a Florida storm. I can handle Florida storms. Been there, done that, weathered much more before.

I just wanted her to tell me who she is. She couldn't identify with herself. Furthermore, she couldn't tell me herself.

That's fine. I've learned more about her in the past month then I have over our relationship. That's because I couldn't see the other person.

That's fine. Hide. Hide behind a 'friend' who cannot tell me what she thinks is right. Maybe that's because she has no concept of a relationship.

That's fine. Because you want only one thing.

Happiness.

I think that's what finally broke it for me. I'm tired of handing you happiness. I'm not going to hand you happiness on what I don't believe in. I'm not going to be false with whom I love. I'm going to be myself. I'm going to speak my mind. I don't silence myself. I don't run from a problem. And I'm not going to run from a problem.

But I'm not going to run after a problem.

I told you I wouldn't give up without a fight. Too bad you couldn't fight.

It hurts me to watch you walk away like this. Walk away with your friends. Just because you want to be happy.

Change is inevitable.

I'm just disappointed that this ended with a whimper from yourself. A sound as small as yourself.