I'm sorry, Being Human.

We've had some good times, you and me. Some great times. There was Herrick, there was Ivan summoning vampires via Twitter, there was the door thing... but I don't need to remind you, right, Being Human? You were there. God, were you there.

It's not that you've gone the wrong way now. It's just that you've gone, well, a different way. Which is fine! I want you to be happy! And I went there with you for a while, didn't I? I stuck it out for the whole of s3 and the start of s4, even though I think we both secretly knew by then that it wasn't going to work out for us. And now you're back round again, calling up my friends, asking if they want to go out for one last fling...

I hope it's fun, Being Human, I really do. But I won't be there, I'm afraid. You've become somebody else, Being Human - and that's a fine person to become, but it's just not who I fell in love with.

But I'll always remember the good times.