...because it kills me to hear the words - 'I told you I'm not in love with you anymore. I like being around you, I like spending time with you but I'm not in love with you'. It's a killer. Guaranteed to have me in tears. The words cut like a knife. And all because he thought I didn't love him. And for years he has been pretending to love me, pretending everything was rosy, until I suddenly figured it out a couple of months ago. He was supposed to be my best friend. Some friend eh? Couldn't even tell me he was unhappy. Even though I said to him, I don't know how many times, that the drinking showed he wasn't happy and that we needed to talk or do something before we ended up hating each other. He could have said something then, couldn't he?
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