I am pretty sure I told you this once before, I don’t love you anymore.
But words have a way of not being heard when your driving to fast and you’ve drank to much.
I will resign myself to the fact that you are still here, always watching but never really there.
The patience I had has worn thin, my tolerance for ignorance is non-existent.
You can leave anytime now, it won’t bother me.
Just please, don’t wake me when you leave.