You will cease to exist in my world any longer. I have tried to love you through the storm, but I am learning more and more every day that every action of yours contradicts all the words you say.
You try to fight off your demons and blame my hurt on collateral damage, but I am beginning to know better. And maybe I'm bitter, And maybe I need to grow up, but I refuse to allow any more hurt to take up the spaces between every "I love you" that escapes your mouth.