[Coffee.]

I don't like randomness, as much as I wish I did. I wish it was easy as one "because" to explain why you don't want me in your life but it's not like that. Explanations like "I'm not good enough" nor "I'm too good for you" don't work once you admit life doesn't always have explanations. Sometimes it's complicated. People are complicated.

I am good enough. I was a good friend to you and the faults I had were easily matched by your own.

You're a good person and one of the best friends I ever had and I want nothing more than to live my life with you as a part of it.

But there's nothing I can do. You don't want me in your life. I'm not sure why. I'd love clarification, lessons on how to interact better with stupid humans. But I won't get that, so I have to move on.