I made a decision and a choice and im sticking to it. You in some shape or fashion have dominated my entire adult life. I am done. There are other options out there. Why am I waiting for soneone who has never and will never truly choose me agian. That moment was over a decade ago. Our moments have been done for over twenty five fucking years. I regret nothing and our time together was a brilliant moment that gave us a glorious son, but hes grown. He's a man now.
I need to choose the next step. I need to move on with my life instead of having the albatross of my past constantly chasing me for false future framing, promises that never come true, and being used when the fractured fucking fallacy of your reality comes crashing in.
I have survived nightmares that would have destroyed another man, hulk strongest there is. Sadly one of those nightmares I have had to endure is with you, and I will always be here for you as a result.
But I need my own life. And my own choices back. Its time to move on. I set a date. That date has approached. Its time to move the fuck on.
I never look back anyways. Just one time, and it betrayed me. Ill take whatever comes next. Id rather have the darkness and mystery of the grand illusion than the warm comfort of the constant knife in my back.
I know exactly where I stand and sadly it's no longer enough for me to waste all this rotted effort to continue. Eventually all things stop. We have reached an ending.
The Road is Closed.
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