I once told you that people are tragically disappointing.

You agreed with a grin.

Not because you appreciated my interpretation.

(You made my mind wander and I believed you to be a kindred spirit)

As it turns out ...

You my dear, have confirmed my way of thinking.

My conviction is growing thin.

I wanted to be proven wrong, instead I now need mental sedation.

(I'm pretty sure I don't want to hear it)