I don't even know.

It took me four years, you know.  Four of the most miserable years of my life, just to put a few inches away from my thoughts.  You were still there, you were always there, but finally after four years, I was able to push you a little bit further away.  I still always thought about you, it was impossible to completely remove you.  But then finally, FINALLY, you were a secondary thought rather than a first priority.

You can't have it both ways.  I can't be the girl you always run to, I can't be that friend you talk to every night on the phone if you're not gonna even make an effort to see me when we're in the same city.