I don’t love you anymore. Every morning when I wake up, I know for certain I don’t want to be with you anymore. I can’t even say you give me pause, you give me stop. Stop looking me and lying straight to my face. Stop acting like you have my best interest at heart. All you want is to weaken and dominate me. You say I’m free to do whatever I want, but your very presence is suffocating me. I should have taken a clue relationship from your past relationships. You stole from them too, I thought I could be myself with you, be happy but I was wrong. It is impossible to be with you and live unscathed. Despite our 38 year relationship, it is over (yes just like that). I have grown to dislike you very much. I am leaving you America, as soon as the lease is over on my Chicago apartment. America, I’m done with you. Bye.
Over It, Cozette