I'm sorry that you misunderstood. I really am. You were never the problem. It was always me. It took a lot for me to actually say it and it could have easily been lost in translation over one of the Groundhog Days. I hate that I made you feel like you were doing everything wrong. I just couldn't handle it. Unlike you, I'm not exactly the best at expressing myself.
And no... not like you're thinking, anyway. I'm not even sure it will be the same, honestly. There's something different about him. I don't feel like it's my best friend that came here.
But for the real record? I'm really happy for you. I really hope that she can be everything that I couldn't.