I don't know.   Of course I knew. I always knew. We're never compatible. But I was really fighting these feelings, still hoping that one day, you'll understand all the struggles I have been taking for you, and maybe - just maybe - you'll have the urge to change. Change yourself or just improve yourself. But now, I think all I need is for you to leave. No, I never wanted it, but I think it's what I needed after all this time. You'll meet someone who's far better than me. Who would perfectly suit your happiness, who would give you the unlimited enjoyment that I have always lacked. Who wouldn't leave you, especially because they don't have the reason to.
Someday I'd also meet mine.
And we'll forget each other just like how we used to be before that year.