If we only die once (hey!)
I wanna die with you.
It's not about me, it should never be, but I still can't shake the knowledge that, well, you knew me, more than anybody ever has and possibly ever will, and you knew me well enough to say that I am not worth it, that I am lacking somehow, that I could have been but am unfortunately not. That we could be friends but not really, or at all, or whatever that means.
Thank you. On some level that is exactly what I needed to learn. And maybe one day I will be able to look back and understand that these memories belong in the past and not to some possible future I am holding on to.
Thank you, because 5 years ago I was just stupid for you, and now at least I know it was within reason, now at least I know I will do stupid things and won't regret them even if ultimately nothing comes out of any of it.
I hope you find happiness, and yourself, and all the things you want out of life.
You could be happy; I hope you are.