It’s been a month now and hasn’t been easy.

Especially since you’ve been part of my life for 23 years.

We weren’t right for each other so it’s best we went our separate ways.

I’m glad it’s come to an end.

Looking back, you made me dependent on you with your filthy ruses.

You were the cause of my illnesses,

a drain on my savings.

But hey, I still have strong feelings for you. The physical attraction is

uncontrollable at times.

And emotionally I crave for you. Last night in my bedroom I had that strong urge

to hold you, feel you all over and wrap my lips around you.

My coffee tasted so much better with you around,

Then you were there for me at lunch and after dinner,

Before and after work, outside the supermarket,

watching telly holding hands was so reassuring,

and ooh the taste of you after those bouts of passionate sex.

Hell, you were so addictive.

But to be honest you took everything I had and gave me nothing in return.

Even the friends I hang out with actually detest you.

So goodbye.

I’m sure you’ll find another sucker for your devious ways.

The thought of you makes me sick

but I know that being away from you

is the best decision I’ve made.

I’m clean, I’m healthy, I’m free.

Who needs a murderous, tobacco-filtered, nicotine-loaded demon like you!