Time after Time

We all have our rituals.
In the morning. Getting up. Getting dressed. Showering. Some of us eat. Some of us drink.
We all have our rituals.
Some of us work. Some of us play. Some of us learn. Thinking. Eating. Writing.

No matter who you are, there's something you do every day.

And some things, we don't want to do. But we do it anyway.

I'm sorry. But you're just my ritual. You're a part of my life. I'm with you every day. I kiss you every day. I tell you I love you every day.

But I don't love you. You're just a part of me that I hate.

Time after time, I let this happen. But no more. I don't want this to happen ever again.

So leave.

I don't want to see you ever again. Walk away from this like it never happened, because it never should have. Pack your bags of hate, violence and fear, and take to the roads of loneliness.

Because I won't be lonely when you're gone.

I'll be free.