• And yet, in the time I've been gone
    so much has changed and so little
    is different. I can't see everyone in
    The same light that I used to.
    It is unreconcilable. There was
    an innoscence in me then that I've
    lost. It's probbable worse this way
    too, I was happier before. But before
    I also imagined that you had some
    good left inside of you. With that
    loss of naivete I lost my last hope
    for you. I no longer understand how
    to even look at you, much less talk
    to you. There is a wound, almost half
    a century old, still unhealed in your heart
    and I have to watch you continue to
    feel its pain because you wont reopen it
    and stitch it up right. So you try and
    try to lay your pain on me and my final
    nerve has snapped. Though you may not
    realize i, I can never think of you the
    same way again. Even if you come to
    terms with your problems--we just can't
    go back. You've broken what we had
    so many times that I have stopped trying
    to put it together again. I can only
    let my memories shatter as you trample
    them and walk away. I have nothing more
    to say to you. And nothing you can do
    will bring me back once I go.