Category : Stories

Sub Category : Drama

My memories choose to only good. No reason to drudge up the obvious. 
But I need to stop painting the beauty and good times. Time to paint the beautiful picture. The good times and the bad. Late night talks till dawn. The threats. The fist. The therapy runs. But there was always more bad than good with you. I was not your blood, so I was only yours for a while... 
I wanted you back for years. But I can't have you. What would be the point? You didn't love me. You put up with me for him. But you not-so-secretly hated me. 
I'll keep the good memories, but... I'm letting you go... No need to think you're coming back. I am who I am because of you. I have my life because of you-ish. Love you. Good bye.