Yesterday, I thought you misunderstood something in our relationship and it's why I gave you several last chances, but now, I'm sure you're a bastard. You made me believe you loved me, to keep me like a slave of my feelings. You just did that in case of if you didn't found someone better. Now I prefer to consider you as a stranger, not as a friend, and even less at a potential relationship. It's a good thing we'll never see each other anymore in less than month.