What pisses me off: Saying goodbye to a friend

My heart skipped a beat the moment you touched my lips; it felt like I was tasting the very essence that is you. The excitement of knowing that within moments we would be as one was exhilarating. For the past forty years, you have met my every wicked desire, and I have felt nothing but love from you. Our devotion to one another has grown stronger with the passing of time. When depression got its evil grip on me you never judged,  you just made sure my needs were satisfied touching the very depths of my soul.

So many opinionated people were quick to point the finger and judge saying my love for you was more of an obsession and not healthy. Narrow-minded people were saying you should not be in my life every day and I should not be spending so much money on you. How dare they say such things I quickly realised they could never understand my love for you. Every afternoon when it felt as if life was draining from my body you were my saviour.  I would feel your warm embrace and instantly felt like I could ride a Unicorn up Mount Everest while singing Somewhere Over The Rainbow.

But I am now older, hopefully, a little wiser and no longer looking at you through rose coloured glasses. I should have listened to everybody and walked away from you years ago, but your hold on me was too strong. I felt my love for you was turning more into lust, and I couldn’t help myself. I had to have you morning, noon and night.

Time and my poor food choices are catching up with me,  you still look fantastic, but our relationship has aged me and taken a toll on my body. You were my first true love, you have been so loyal, always there when I needed you and I know I have said goodbye many times before. My weakness for you always took me back to your sweet embrace. But sadly,  this time my goodbye is final I will not be dragged back into another relationship with you, it has become toxic for me. You must realise I am no longer a young woman; I cannot slip into a pair of tights and work out at the gym to get you off my mind. The only thing I could successfully slip into these days is a coma. It is time for me to put my big girl pants on and say goodbye forever because as delicious as you may be,  you are doing nothing but making me fat and lazy and that Pisses Me Off! Goodbye, carbohydrates.

Have you had to say goodbye to something you enjoyed?

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