Who was I to think you would actually feel the same. That this was going to finally be the story that ended with a “happily ever after”. Who was I to think you actually felt the same. I’ve actually came to my senses and realized that it wasn’t going to happen. Ever. I actually thought you were different. That you were better than the rest of them. I think I should wake up and get a clue. None of those things meant anything. Well I don’t want to waste your time like how I wasted mine, so I guess I should just stop trying and let things fall into place the way they should.