After all we have been through, I have finally decided to let you go.

I am sick of the waiting, sick of the yes and then the maybes and the no's. The hot the cold, the wrong the right. When all I wanted was to be with you,

I am sick, so tired and over it.

I am done. I feel refreshed today, knowing that I will get over you. I spent all this time obsessing, so in love with you that I forgot everything.

But no, I have had enough and I not about to let you walk all over me again.

There is a side of me that is cold. And you will experience it. It burned so hot, but all there is left is Ashes. Ironic isn't it, even the dust has your name written all over it.

I am done, sick of waiting for you. It is so useless and dissappointing. Like waiting for rain in the drought.

Done. So done. I am not saying there won't be another time for you and me. But for now, I am over it.

I am so pass the point of return and there is no going back. I will not give into you this time around. There has been too many times when you simply make me fall, fall so fast and deep and then you are not there to catch me when I am down.

I am over having to pick myself back up everytime you hurt me. It's not like you care anyway...