P.S. I Don't Miss You

Dear Alcohol,

No introduction needed, we both know that we're well acquainted with each other. If my memory serves me well, I would say that we were far more than being acquainted. We were friends, best friends, I'd even go as far as to call us 2 peas in a pod....but we both know that exaggeration is often part of my nature, whether you're with me or not.

The sensation I feel when you touch my lips, top AND bottom. I could feel your passion flowing through me, outlining every twist and turn. Your love so strong it commands my body, my heart pounding with excitement from that sweet intensified fragrance. Oh Alcohol, you HAD me so hypnotized.........


We've had quite a lot of fun times! So many memories of nights that we can't remember. So many stories about us that become new stories every time we hear one. I must admit, we've had a lot of interesting times together.....or so I was told!

........but how fun is a memory that doesn't belong to me? How fun is it to have YOU control MY body? I've let you in to the point where I became blind to how toxic our relationship is. You don't really love me, you don't really care about me, you're not really my friend!
Everytime I let you in you play with my emotions. You feed me lies, giving me this false sense of hope and feeling of invincibilty. You destroy me both internally and externally. You spice me up the night before only to wake me up to misery and suffering. You're obsession to have me for yourself ruins my true relationships with the people that really care and love me. You're controlling personality slowly but surely chips away at my ability to perform for MY passion.

What kind of relationship did we really have? I've experienced and grown through it all to come to the realization that we can't be friends like we used to be. I hope you never find a relationship like that with no one again........


Not yours truly,
An old friend.


P.S. I Don't Miss You!


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