indeed

When I showed you the journals in which I was published, you didn't even hold them in your hands. You were allowed to hold them, you know. And guess what? You were even allowed to look through them and actually read my poems. Basically, you were given full allowance to be interested, but you weren't interested. You weren't even good at pretending you were interested. I could bring up more and more examples of your lack of interest, but now I am no longer interested in being upset or really caring. It feels good to not put in any effort. It feels good not to be your little marionette. But hey - no hard feelings, okay? I didn't really care, either. I cared about you as another human being, just not as a "life partner." I think we were both searching for something that was never there, a sort of blind, wild goose chase. But the chase has been called off! All geese are safe. And I know we are both happier because of it.