This person, this human, with whom I shared my whole life.
I thought we were inseparable. I thought wrong.
Now you are just a stranger. We pass on the street and you don't even glance in my direction.
I get it. Its all my fault really. I'm so ******* broken that I don't blame you for leaving. I am too much to handle, there will be no return on investment or stock payouts. I will never be anything. You bought high, cut your losses and sold low. It will stay there; the low.
I don't blame you for leaving me. I wish I could leave me, too.