"Look, I’ve been thinking. That is, about how last year you mattered to me a lot, and as my friend you still do. But that’s like a paper memory now, and the printers of my mind have been working over the last year, to create new feelings.
The truth is, I just don’t feel the same way now, because in my mind I’ve moved on.
You could too, if you create new feelings.
I’ve met different people recently and my likes have expanded. Whereas you were once all I knew, now I know more.”
How suckish is this? My subconscious put into words a better rejection than anyone could have ever used anyway.
Tony stark: I am the Twelfth Doctor.