This will be the last.
I've decided to give up on you.
I see the difference, I see the gap.
I see that you're not even a little jealous over the fact that he's chasing me someday.
I see that they are more important than us now.
Don't say I'm sensitive.
I feel this way.
And ... It's really time for me to give up.
I will. And I am.
Maybe it will pulls my mood down for few days, but I will be fine.
Fast.
Give me one more chance, I would still want to like you in a better way.
But now, I'm over you.