You're not the person I want. In fact, I have the person I want. He's not the ideal, but it would seem the ideal doesn't exist. He is, however, the closest I've found. The closest I find each and every day.
I thought because you and I share a love of Christ, we shared a brain. I thought we agreed on some pretty fundamental things. I thought you were stronger than me. I thought a lot of things. The truth is, you're just a man - as flawed as you ever were - rushing into decisions based on what you want, but wrapped in piety. You're the person that demands respect for your values and beliefs, but then is the first to trample them into the mud.
I thought that if we had a chance to meet again in person, I'd be overcome....overwhelmed...overwrought. I know now that that isn't the case. You are a diversion from the insanity of a life that is already full to the brim with every good thing and good anxiety.
I don't like the person you are becoming....again.
