Knowing.

I used to feel as if the world was spinning, but I was stuck with you in the middle.
Actually; sometimes I felt like I was stuck there alone.
I used to cry because I wanted to understand why things happen.
I wanted to understand myself.
I wanted to understand YOU.
But now I know that no matter how hard I try, I don't think I ever can.
Some people will never change.
Some people will never try to understand.
But you know what?
I don't care.
You're not who I thought you were.
We're not the friends I hoped to be.
But that doesn't even matter anymore, because I know I'll find someone else that will try to understand me, take me for who I am, not try to change me, and be my friend.
I'm sorry.
But it's not you. ;]