You think I’m treating you badly? Life is going to treat you worse if you don’t get out of your shell. What is there to make sense of? We were together for three years thereabout, and now we are no longer together. You think I don’t have memories of us together, that I’ve forgotten everything? If I’m truly what you think I am then why am I still writing you? Because we made a pact? If I’m truly blunt as you say then I would have forgotten the pact altogether. I’m just being realistic with life. If I sit at home only thinking of every moment I had with you, who would pay the bills? You see, unlike you, I have a real job, real needs to attend to. It’s easy for you to call names from the confines of your room. Why not come out and get a taste of the real world?