I hate to say "I told you so" but...

I tried to warn you
but you wouldn't listen.
and you told me to stop
whenever I tried to explain.
It's who I am.
Something I accepted long ago.
But it was hard for you to hear,
because you didn't want to believe.
...it's harder now, isn't it?
Now that it's come true,
this state you tried to deny.
As you walk away from me;
as we grow further apart,
and you must acknowledge
I was nothing more to you
than a trinket of convenience.
A transition friend.