[ This is still wrong. This isn't what I wanted. I can no longer play the role of the perfect me.
No more. I've reached my limits. Impossible. I can't do it.
Was I a liar?
No.
I didn't lie. I really, really didn't lie. I absolutely did not lie.
Yet, my ideals and reality are drifting further apart.
——The reason why I liked him was maybe because I thought my liking him was the expression of my ideal form——
I can't do it anymore.
I can no longer be the perfect me.
...Nor can I be even the normal me. ]
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