Look, there's just no easy way to say this. See.....where do I begin. I mean........I really like you. You have alot of nice things to say and we get along just fine. I mean, you're so easy to listen to, you are reasonably sized, and I feel like I can read you like a book.
I mean, we've had some great times together! Remember that time in Chapter 9 when we talked about Joel? You know, where you showed me the "Day of the Covenant Lord". Those were great times. And remember when I mistook you for one of my systematic theology books? Lol. Wow that was embarassing.
But the sad thing is...well, how do I say it. You demand so much of me. Like a 12 page interaction reading report.... due tomorrow. And to be honest that's really not what I was looking for when I got in this. How can you expect me to enjoy our time together when you set all these demands on our relationship? It's like you don't even care sometimes. You just keep a blank face with your spine turned backed to me. You don't even talk back when I ask you questions. Quite frankly, I don't think you're quite over this "O. Palmer Robinson" guy. I mean, he's still on your front cover!
Look, I just don't know how to say this. I think once I'm finished with you, you and I won't see each other for awhile. And I think it'll be for the best. I'll reference you every now and then! I promise. Really. You're great. It's not you.....honest, it's me.
Love,
Johnny
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