Dear Past,

My actions are a direct result of your actions. Call them reactions if you will. I don’t know what it is you expect me to say. Everything is dead; my heart, my soul, my feelings; everything. I’ve tried to sit back and look at things from different angles. See whether or not things could be worked out in some way, shape or form. And I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s truly over.

I want to be sorry. I want to say I feel bad, but that would be a lie. Every effort I put into that relationship was overlooked. Every single things I tried to do to better us as a family or myself as a person, was overlooked. You took my kindness for weakness an ran with it. Sadly, it turned into weakness after awhile and I stopped fighting. I started to give up and that it not the person I want to be. That is not the person that I am.

I really felt for awhile now that if I was able to forgive you than maybe we could move forward. Maybe we could start over and leave the past where it belongs. But I’ve come to the conclusion that all is forgiven. I have actually forgiven you for beating my soul into the ground. The problem is, I cannot forget. I look at you and I remember. I look at you and I hurt. One can forgive but never forget. And right now, forgetting is impossible.

Whether or not you want to believe the reasons behind not being with you, does not concern me. You no longer concern me. I feel that at this point in my life, I do not need a reason or explanation; it just is. Now you can accept this like a man, or you can accept this and continue to be an infant. Either way, you have no other choice but to accept it. It is what it is. And it is over.

*tosses mic*