Now you’re back again same as before as if the fighting never happened and I have no reason to be mad.

You’re still the same.

You tell the same lies and stories, expecting me to believe them again even though It’s the millionth time you’ve told them.

All the details are the same, the only thing different now is time

and…

I am not the same girl you married.

I am 27 now not 19, I am smarter, whole, unbroken.

It’s not in me anymore to look at you like you’re my hero(You were once), You broke my rose colored glasses when you tried to break me.

It’s not in me to be your friend anymore.

It’s one lie to many,

It might have worked better for you if you would have at least said sorry for the last fight.

I am not a doll you can pick up and leave whenever you’re board.

Sorry to burst you’re bubble buddy but I haven’t spent the time since you’ve been gone(this time) waiting for you to come back to me.

I have spent it letting you go.

I don’t even want that goodbye kiss anymore.

I just want the divorce papers to be finalized and to tell you goodbye for good, no more no less.

I have nothing left to give you, it just isn’t in me anymore.

All I have left of you now is twisted memories and a marriage certificate, which I am gladly waiting to trade in for a divorce certificate and freedom.

My heart just isn’t yours anymore, It’s waiting for a faithful and loving man to protect it.

Even not telling me why the hell you’re back and just showing up back in my life as if you have every right to be there is just another one of your mind games.

You have 2 kids with another woman that you’re living with now, you cheated on me twice that I know of, and you brought another woman into our home and fucked her in our house where I could hear the noise you two made but I could do nothing because I was struck laying on the bed, our bed…because I have CP and can’t walk.

Yet you want to be my friend again and you see nothing wrong with this picture at all.

You have disappeared 3 times in the last year and a half since the last drama with you’re baby momma.

The only reason I fell for it that last time was because you were saying you were going to kill yourself.

This may sound sad, however not even that is pulling at my heart anymore.

Just please if you care about me at all, let me go.