Please understand this is very hard for me to say but I need to be honest with you as well as myself – this relationship is just not working. Please don’t act surprised, you know as well as I do that we’ve been growing apart for a long time. The passion that you and I shared for each other has been waning for months, perhaps years, and I know you can tell in the way I look at you now, and how we rarely go out anymore.
Some of my friends say I’m nuts, that we should try to work things out while others I must admit, are very proud of my decision. Honestly, I think our relationship was an unhealthy one from the start. It’s true that at one time you made me feel free, like there was no place in the world I could go without you by my side. I now realize it’s always been lie. I don't need you to live. I see so many others like us stuck in the same rut, wasting their lives in a dependent state, and I want out.
The truth is, I’ve found someone else. I think you know who she is; you’ve seen me with her on and off over the years and although I’ve told you we were just friends, it’s become something more. Does she have 4 wheels like you? No, she has two. Is she as popular and revered as you? No, but there’s a beauty in her simple, honest frame. Is she as fast and easy as you? No, sometimes it takes us a while to get places but it’s always worth the ride. She brings me balance. After spending so many years with you, after spending so much money buying you meals of questionable nutritional and ethical value (which have only gotten more expensive), I’m through.
You know what? Since I’ve started seeing my new love exclusively, I’ve felt healthier. And no, we don’t see each other every day – that would be overkill. At the same time I’m not interested in going back to you and have learned how to walk on my own, somedays I even take the bus! In these little acts of rejecting our past relationship, the world has changed for me – it’s as if the air is cleaner, the sky is bluer. Hell, I’m not as broke anymore either and I think I’m even losing weight. You and I can still go out on occasion, perhaps with an extra person riding shotgun so there’s no awkwardness between us. Or perhaps to pick up groceries?
I hope you understand that this is indeed personal but that there are no hard feelings.