I know that it was bright and shiny, but I threw it away a long time ago.
I realize that it was important to you, but I never said that I wanted it.
I know that you think it came from the heart, but that is an impossibility.
I am fully aware that others would love to have this from you, but I am not them.
No re-gifting, no pawn shop, no attic.
That solid gold, highly adorned pedestal with my name on it... I threw it out the window.