@sapporoman1: She used to tell me that she always wanted someone like me, but I never understood her. If she truly wanted someone like me, why didn’t she take care of me? Why didn’t she show me that she loved me? She claimed to want someone like me, yet she had me right there in front of her—without ever realizing that I was the very person she was looking for. She kept searching elsewhere for everything that was already standing right before her—everything she had already found. She wanted someone like me, but in the end, she was left with no one like me.