it was always going to be him so why do i bother trying? you're a feel good drug on a lousy day, and you know just the right words to say. you know how to push all the right buttons and damn, you make it feel good. little ms. unattainable, look yourself in the mirror and tell me you're not the best thing life has to offer. once you've had the taste of perfection, it's hard to kick the habit. i told myself i was in control of my emotion, but who was i kidding? you fuel the desire for addiction and feed the hunger for obsession. this is not surrender, but telling myself i'm stronger than this.

it's easy to walk away knowing you never had the chance, but it's harder to stay knowing you had your chance and blew it. it's clear to see i was merely a passing fancy, and never really had a hold on your heart. i'd most willingly give mine for just a moment of your time. we were never meant to be, we just happened. "he's perfect for you" is just too easy an excuse, but it's the only one i got.

it was fun while it lasted, but it's time to move on. you're the next best thing that happened to me, but i'm not going to make the same mistake twice. it's not love, it's obsession. it's not creation, it's destruction. you won't have power over me because i'm not giving it to you. maybe it could have been something more in a different place and time. this is right here and right now, and this is goodbye. not to lose you is to let you go. maybe if you are less than who you are it will be easier on me, but you're better than that and i'm stronger than this so i'll find a way to deal with it. would you know that the last 4-hour conversation would be our last? would you have said anything differently? i doubt it, your heart was never really there. 'til better times find our way and return to us what was never lost.

you're a drug and this is the cold turkey.