Dear Lover,
 

Dear Lover,

I think about you and my heart starts to beat faster... My hands begin to shake and my breathing goes all funny.

This is not healthy. This obsession that I have for you is killing me.

The things we do together sometimes make me feel so fucking dirty that I just want to die. What happened? When we started this affair all those years ago it was innocent, pure and without consequence. How did that turn into this sick relationship we have now?

I've told you on several occasions that I would never see you again, and I tried so hard to make that be truth. We both know that it never lasts. I always come back don't I?

I loathe you for the way you've defiled my body and my mind. I'm filled with disgust with myself for allowing you to.

Is it really going to take death to separate us?

I want you out of my life completely. Gone. Far away. Permanently. I don't even want to keep the memories of you and the "good times" we had. I want to forget that I ever met you.






















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