I don't know if I even want anything from you anymore. Nothing I could demand from you, I think. Once I thought you saw the world as I saw it; now I know there are a few fundamental differences, regarding how people work, how people's wishes and desires work.

You never understood that I would not fight to win anyone over, or for anyone's attentions; and that while I may enjoy an activity as it occurs, I would not necessarily go out of my way to make it happen. You think it translates to me never fighting for what I want.

Whenever I become aware of that, I try to formulate an objection, but then I realise; I can't remember the last time I wanted anything in a context where it could be fought for. My objectives, my goals, my intentions, they turn inwards, they are nothing to do with the rest of the world.

I wanted - maybe I want - you, but I would not engage in advertising to sell my product.

My product is me. I know what I am. This is what I am.

If it's not enough - then it's not enough.