The girl I used to love no longer resides within you. Sometimes I believe that is a good thing, but other times sorrow makes my chest collapse. You were not the sun, but a moon glowing due to false light. the false light I put you in. The you I know now hides behind a mask of false smiles, false compassion. "Your behavior has become increasingly vexatious", I told you last. Your mask was being sewn onto your face and I don't know who the real you is anymore. The only answer is that we both grew and changed, but now I'm happy to say we grew apart.