I have no recollection of our first meeting. I remember the walks that my grandfather and I would take to see you, but other than that, those first few years remain a mystery. What I do know is that since then, my attraction to you has been more than troublesome. And sadly for you, something that cannot and will not continue.
I will admit, that at first I found our relationship to be quite normal. Our visits were about two to three times a week. Knowing what I know now, I can’t believe I have survived this volatile and unhealthy relationship. As the years went by and I saw what you did to others, I wondered to myself why I hadn’t been warned of your apparent adverse effects. It’s quite scary really and I was wooed by you. I craved you. Hell, I still do sometimes. But on Friday when, in a hurry, I stopped by for a visit, I ended the evening feeling cumbersome and crappy. It was then that I realized that I need to have will power. I need to stand up to you and say no more! You don’t even offer anything for me, I’m only limited to enjoying just one aspect of all that you claim to offer. Why I kept going back is beyond me, but now I know that there will be no more of that.
Our relationship has been going on for almost 20 years. And though at times you have been there for me when I needed you, I’m afraid that this is now over. Though every time I see you-because, let’s face it, you’re everywhere-I will think of our past and will think of my Grandfather and our Saturday evening walks.
I’m sure we will meet again but for now, it is good bye old friend. Mostly because you are no longer my friend and haven’t been for awhile and I've been too naive to notice, but instead an enemy, but I promise, I will miss you and often hunger after you.