Goodbye. ♥

Goodbye is a hard word.


But I'm afraid you made that so much easier. I think.

We were all concerned. Something we'd done? Something we'd said? Something we'd done to you? Nope. You stopped contact with us. We tried. Multiple times each. With the same excuse, with the same ending. But what can I say? Maybe I just give up.


I'm not glad you two are out of my life. But I think it's better off this way. It's not fair to talk about you publicly behind your back, but you two didn't seem to mind when it was about us. Though there was one comment I need to address because old habits die hard.

-- I take that bit back. There is no point. I don't want any more bad blood.

Take what you want from my behaviour, I think I grown into a person that can take peoples opinions of me most of the time. So hey! If you want to think I'm a terrible person, I probably am. But, that bounces off of me now. Which surprises even me. Not even a month ago that would have destroyed me. But there we go. I'm off my anti-depressants and I took a blow. Go me.

I'm sorry to you, and to her and, Goodbye.

I wish you both the best, I think.

- Adieu,

Nemo.