You didn't read too many books. In fact, I'm not sure you read any at all.
You never did tell me you loved me.
Sometimes, you'd ignore my phone calls.
You never offered to share the cost of our dates. Not even our first one.
You didn't like video games or comics.
You didn't like my friends a whole lot. Or at least they thought you didn't.
You had no demonstrable writing skills. I don't ever remember receiving an email from you that wasn't forwarded or made up of something other people wrote.
You put your work above all else in your life.
You were always more worried about yourself than you were about us.
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arunjeetsingh) wrote,
depressed
