Diagnosis :

No, you weren't the first, but I held high hopes for you being the last.

I banked on that... I thrived on that.

In a way, you are the last. There is no one after you.

I've come to accept that its not you i miss, it's the connections that sparked an ideal that sparked the emotions that I miss.

I've tried not once, not twice, but three times for new times' sake and for naught.

Yes, I'm a fool, but can I really be considered a fool if I was only chasing my dreams of a happier life?

I guess so.