I Don’t Want To Be With You Anymore

Please don’t act shocked, you know deep down you knew it too. We have shared many memories and time together, yet I still want it to come to an end. It used to hurt me to say it, but it doesn’t anymore.

It feels like our relationship has writer’s block and you know how much I hate that shit. I know this probably makes me sound like a total bitch, but I don’t crave to make love to you the way that I used to. I cringe every time you lean in to kiss me. I am just sick, sick of the way your voice sounds. Sick of the way you carry yourself and the way you bring me down.

I can’t take one more day of your atrocious taste in music. I can’t take any more of the fake “I’m sorrys” and “I love yous.” I can’t take one more negative thing you might have to say about anything. I can’t take one more day of missing something we never had.

I want to smile again, and I don’t want you to be the reason. I want to be able to breathe the fresh air you’ve kept me from. I want to travel the world you hid from me. I want to learn that this earth has more to offer than narcissistic assholes like you.

Thank you for the inspiration that you gave me to keep going. Thank you for teaching me to always listen to my freaking gut. Thank you for saying every mean thing you relayed to me, it only made me invincible. Thank you.

I bet you would have never guessed that being such a prick to me, would give me the strength to say farewell. I know it’s hard to admit that this is really over, but truthfully, it never really began.