the perfect break-up letter

Dear stranger,

                I want to be interested. I want romance. I want care and love, not just a passive look. I want to look into eyes that want to know what I’m thinking, into eyes that make me want to smile and blush. I want the truth; sincerity. I want to hear about what happened today with no exceptions; no editing. I want to be held as if I matter. I want to be interesting enough to be paid attention to. I want hot sizzling sex that tells me there is some love in there. I want to be able to watch you hug someone and not feel a single bit of jealousy because I know I get a much better hug. I want to be that person you call with a big smile on your face. I want to be your princess; what makes your day brighter. I want to be your peace.

                I don’t get half of this now and I know you would say it’s my fault; that I ruined it, that it was all there in the beginning and I made you lose it but then no one ever loses love or affection or care. Yes at some point I might have lost it myself but one always gets it back if one ever cared enough. When you apologized, I was always expected to forgive and wipe the slate and over and over I did but now that I have to apologize (and I have) it seems to me like you just nod your head and say you agree but you don’t truly forgive. It’s locked up in there, all that malice and I don’t think there is anything I can do to change it; you already made up your mind.

                The question now is if I have to take it; take being a confortable existence in the life that is totally functional without my presence. Do I have to accept my fate and carry this burden all my life because you believe you are doing right by yourself? The answer is NO. Like you, I have needs and like you, I have to satisfy them. Some people (females mostly) would try to feel satisfied and take what they get (making lemonades out of lemons). I, on the other hand, would go after the orange juice. I never thought I could settle for less. Usually I make what I have into the best and if it is not working, I go out there to find exactly what I need. The universe was made to provide for us; if you look hard enough you would find what you are looking for. I guess what I am trying to say is, I’ll be leaving soon.

Yours apologetically,

Your soon to be ex.