Break Up

Look, it's not you, it's me...no, Look, there's no good way to do this and nothing I can say that isn't a cliche, so I'll just try to keep it real, short, and sweet It's you, it's not me—if it was me I'd be breaking up with myself. I will always love you... as a friend...but I don't really want to be friends—more like "friends with benefits" type "friends," but without the benefits, which is all there usually is, so...you understand. yeah. We had our fun, we had our season —-Spring everything had that new relationship energy, we became eachother's "baby"—Summer—we already started to fight, I think I knew it was over, but the sex, you know? Fall—as the name implies...our feelings started wither and dry, but not without a sort of haunted beauty—but winter has come 2024—it's time to say let's take a break (which actually means Goodbye!).