Dear Boy

You will no longer be a detriment to my intellect, I just choose not to succumb to your idiotic and childish ways. My feeling towards you, although twisted and vial, never cease to exterminate the true emotions I feel within. Many a time hatred and scorn pulsed through my veins at the reference of you but now, I can care less. Don't lecture me about our past, your past, or your stupid problems with your parents. I'm not your therapist and I'm not giving you a pity party any longer. You go live your life, be a drunkard, a sex addict, or turn your life around. I don't care anymore. Don't expect a single note letter or any sign of affection from me. I am indifferent to anything you choose to do with your life. I find it interesting that you now decide to come into contact with me. Right before you leave. I'm not going to write you, I'm not going to think about you every waking moment. I'm not going to even consider you for a spot in my best friends list. Go on without me. Be safe and try not to get yourself blown up. I say all these things, and I also will say you will always be in my prayers.