I won't say I left because I felt you didn't deserve me. I never keep the deserve not deserve check. A few days ago, dad told me he has a weird heart. He could lose it on a whim, start loving unconditionally, and hurt. Hurt badly. But when his limits are pushed hard and he's done, his heart doesn't look back. The same soft, allegedly weak heart, leaves in peace. Not in a usual disappointed way, but he actually feels his heart getting rewired to not feel a thing for that person. God! The first thing I'll do on getting home is tell dad, "I've inherited your heart and I'm loving it."