Oh by the way

I'm done with you. I did everything in my own will to be there for you. I've been there for you since day one. I've cared for you, pleaded for you, cried for you, loved you. And I get nothing in return. I;m glad we are still friends. but I can't get over the fact that you can trust me when You're with me, but now that its over I'm a complete stranger. It like the BEST thank you ever. Thank you so so so much. But do you konw what bothers me the most? Every single fibre in my body is screaming for me to let you go. Because you are not good enough for me. You and I don't have that spark that we were suppose to have. The lightbulb burnt out, and left us in the dark. And I know it. But why is it that every time I think of you, my heart jumps. Every fibre is screaming in unison except for that little spot in my heart, that is still loving you. I need to take you, and put you in a little box, and just put you away.