The Break Up
We broke up again. Nope, we weren’t even together. But we broke up yet again. She gave me my keys, I called her out her name… things got bad. They are always bad. Not sure why they always have to be so bad but they are, and there doesn’t seem to be anything I can even do about it. I think this is the last time, and yeah I have said that all too many times at this point, but I am really serious. There is a point in everyone’s life where they have to take a step back and examine the paths they have taken. This has been one toxic and evil path we’ve been trekking down, and at this point it more or less becomes evident that we needed to break this up. I love her to death, but the way I love her is not the way she loves me. I am not the man that she wants and she is not the woman I want at this point in life. So sad to say farewell, but I’m sure we’ll be fine.
