I see the good in everyone. I am often mistaken to be naive. The truth is, I do not let rumors define others; I take my time to personally meet someone and begin to know them for who I perceive them to be. Although time doesn't prevent me from building instant bonds, it does prevent me from knowing/witnessing essential things about a person, whether it be their choices, patterns, reactions to situations, and/or values. My biggest fault is having too much faith in immature people, because no matter how good of a person I am to them, they'll treat me however they please.

I spend so much time focusing on others' needs that when someone merely asks me how I am genuinely doing, I adore them. I fall in love with the positive aspects of people.

When your glassy brown eyes looked into mine to see if my smile was truly reaching my eyes, I took note of the way you admirably studied my body language.

When you spoke of your future hopes and dreams, I realized that maybe facing life didn't have to be as awful as I was making it out to be.

You never accepted my compliments, sarcastically agreed, or directed them back to me.

You told me, "You are too good for me."

I never understood how or why that could ever be so.

That is, until I heard that you were taking interest in girls that could offer you things I couldn't, or to be more exact, wouldn't.

You blamed me for the drama that entered your life when others began to notice your emotionally-unattached actions as well.

You were mad at everyone but yourself for your own actions.

I was treated as an embarrassment to you, yet you wanted me in private.

You told me you accepted yourself, flaws and all. Meanwhile, I couldn't accept a single thing about myself. Me. The one who had nothing to be guilty of. The one with flaws that were emotional flaws, such as loving too much, rather than yours. Your flaws are along the lines of using people for your own selfish needs.

In response to your selfish actions, I simply say, "I am not good enough for you, and I never will be." I'm not, and never will be good enough for you, because I have more self-respect and a heart larger than I give myself credit for. I respect myself enough to not allow immature, young boys to try to use their bodies upon mine to give me any sense of self-worth. I refuse to be the girl you know you can contact on your lonely nights when you are in need of anything more than a conversation. I refuse to be the one you consider "vulnerable." I assure you, I will not allow you to try to enter and exit my life to your convenience. I have far too great of knowledge and experience to allow you to further manipulate me. I'm not going to give you what you want just because you want it, or feel that you deserve it.

After naming all of these reasons, I find myself agreeing with you... You were right...

I am too good for you.