I want you to know that I still care for you. But when you are not here, I sit with Rose and feel more deeply comfortable than I ever do with you. She never belittles or disappoints me. She often comforts and delights me. She has remained with me for years, no matter how badly I treat her; a sure thing in my life.
In a way, I envy her stamina, because I can’t do the same with you. I need someone who will provide a safe place for me when I am down and share my happiness when I am up. Someone I can look forward to and rely on. Rose and I silently have coffee together every morning and it is a peaceful and energising start to the day. When last did you and I share such a moment? At the end of a difficult day, I know that just sitting with her for a few minutes will make me feel better. When last did you restore me? I used to be so eager to see you, so that I could tell you my news, and now I would rather tell her. I need a sure thing, and you are not it.
I know this must bewilder you, that I’m dropping you for Rose. But she is a symptom of the problem, not its cause. The point is that I have more of a relationship with her than with you, and she is a plant.