The Break-up

I hear what you’re saying to that doctor. You want to get rid of me. But why? What have I done that’s so wrong? I can’t believe it. And there was me thinking you’d allow me to share a part of your life. Were you going to tell me? Or did you just expect me to lie down and take it? The memories, moments, and minutes we’ve shared are tossed aside like a birthday card from a distant relative. How can you do this to me? 

This isn’t happening. Not now. You’re scared. I know you. It’s been a bad day today, but I promise things are going to get better. Tomorrow holds hope – you’ll see. The sun will be shining and your smile will sparkle just like it always has done. You need me in your life as much as I need you in my own.

Cutting me away? Do you really believe it’s as easy as that? Don’t make me laugh! You’re sick – that’s what you are. After all we’ve been through. And for what? A small incision to set yourself ‘free’. Yeah, right! I was never truly good enough for you. I didn’t match your high standards. You hated the sight of me ever since you first saw me. Like I care. Angry, am I? Bitter? You’ve done this to me! Now you’ll pay. No-one will want you after I’m through with you!

I remember that first time we met in the surgery and they told you about me. I knew how shocked you were, but in time you got your head around the idea. Telling your friends and family was the hardest part, but they stuck by you and I’m so grateful for that. There were times when your mum found it hard to cope with me being around, but she learnt to accept that I wasn’t going away. We were fine. Happy even. Until you wanted rid. I just can’t understand it. Why? Was I too clingy? You tried everything to push me out of your life, but I couldn’t give up on you. By this time you’d changed my life. Allowed me to live, to breathe. I was free to be myself and I loved you for that. How could you take it all away from me? To delude myself into thinking that you wanted me, cared for me. I know I changed your life. Your three-a-day became five; family visited more; friends treasured the moments you shared. Try and deny it if you dare.

I can’t go on without you. I’ve been trying and trying to forget, but something won’t allow me to. You mean the world to me. Every time I attempt to embrace you I feel you pushing me away. You cry because of me, but can’t you see that I love you? I thought we could do this together yet you want to cut me away like the rest of them. I’m a part of you. Don’t you understand? I just wanted to make you happy.

We’ve journeyed so far and now it’s over. I always knew it would come to this. Maybe this is the time to say that final farewell. Adieu, my dear one. Auf Wiedersehen. I never meant to hurt you…