Someday, I’ll be more than just another obligation to you. I’ll be your friend. You’ll realize that all this time, I’ve meant something to you. All this time that I thought we were sharing our lives but really you were just sharing enough to keep up the facade. Someday, you’ll be happy. You’ll be so happy that you don’t need to explain anything. You won’t have to lie to me about what’s going on in your life. The lies you tell me now, I don’t believe them, ya know? I’m not as dumb as I look and you’re not as sly as you feel. I just want you to know, that though I have been here for three years, I’m still waiting for you to realize there is more than blood in this.
Maybe you will, maybe you won’t.