The Ashes of My Burning Relationship.

We had been together before, but I promised myself that I would never see you again for the rest of my life. You only brought me pain, you were controlling, and worst of all you brought me anxiety and uneasiness when we were apart. I was far too reliant on you. I needed you every day or I could not be myself. I told you I was done, for the rest of my life, never to return to you again. But sadly, I Failed. This last summer I was at a party, and we were both invited. I saw you, and wanted nothing more than to walk up to you and kiss you for two or three minutes. It happened, all it took was for you to touch my lips again, and I wanted nothing more than for you to be in my life once again. After that party we saw each other every day for ten months. Each day I would wake up next to you and we would take long walks together. You would meet me between classes and we would embrace for a few minutes and then be on our ways. We would go out every night to dinner, or to a party, and it was the same each time. You would comfort me, put me at ease, keep me relaxed, but if I lost sight of you for more than a couple hours, I would panic and run to find you. I was needy, I was reliant, I was hooked on everything you were about, and no one else could make me feel the way you did. My family hated that we were together, they did not support our relationship, and wanted nothing more than for me to cut my ties with you. I thought long and hard about my life without you, never seeing you, not holding you and feeling your comforting qualities. Never again would I kiss you sweetly, and never again would I have someone with me every day, all day. It was a difficult decision, but my family means more to me than my relationship. After all, friends and relationships come and go, but family is forever. I made my sister a promise that on her birthday I would break up with you, and that i would never speak to you again. It has been a month since I ended things, but I still go behind my friend's and family's backs to see you. I occasionally leave my dorm for a few minutes at night to run to your comforting kiss. There are times when I am somewhere that reminds me of you, so I call you to meet me, and we are together again, even if it's only for a minute. These temporary moments together help me through the difficult break up. I'm not sure how long it will last, my deeply routed connection to you, but I hope that one day I can stand on my own. I don't need you. I don't want you. You are not good for me, and every time I am with you I am only brought deeper and deeper into an addicting desire. We will be done for good someday, and that will be the best day of my life. Cigarettes. Fuck You!