A letter to the one I used to love

     My goodness, how things have changed. I remember how close we used to be..there wasn't a day that passed by without you. Ever since I can remember, you have been there for me..to pick me up when I was down, to comfort me when I needed warmth. Just the thought of you would bring a sparkle in my eye. Even now, that I don't have you; you still make my heart skip a beat.
 
   What happened to us? They said you weren't good for me. But I never believed such a hurtful lie. But then, I realized how I needed you more and more; I needed you more constantly. A day without you was a day I didn't want to live. But, you started making me feel so anxious. There were nights I couldn't sleep. You were starting to become a vicious cycle, an addiction. Everyone was right about you. As much as I hated the idea, I had to let you go. I'm sorry.

   As much as it broke my heart, I let you go, and tried to live my life without you. It was a very difficult time for me, I felt as if I couldn't go on without you. But sooner than later, I started to feel the warmth of the rays of the sun. The grey clouds had dissipated and I was able to feel that fuzzy feeling of happiness with out me. I had gotten over you.

  But my wonderful memories of you were still comforting. How could I live my life without you? How could I had been so crass in letting you go?  Maybe I was being so foolish? Maybe I could bring you back into my life. At least just once more. And I did, one beautiful cool and crisp February morning, I met you again. Happier than ever before, I was. Such a joyful event..on a slow Tuesday.

 Oh, but vengeance was sweet for you, wasn't it? My pulse was racing; my heart, pounding; and I began to feel vertiginous. Oh no! What have I done?! After a pristine, short period without you! I ruined it! I ruined everything! You truly broke my heart! How can I bring you back into my life, if you're just going to make me feel miserable?! I guess I must make amends with the fact that it is completely over between us. Never again will I get to enjoy a hot, bitter, and chocolaty coconut milk latte; not here, not anywhere in the world. Never will I ever get to enjoy my routinely morning espresso from my Italian stove top espresso maker.
 Oh well.
   I have reluctantly changed my routine to exploring the world of herbal tea. But I must say, I have found some favorites that have already began to replace you. But I will always revere the sublime memories I have of enjoying you. Maybe someday, we can reconcile and began a healthy relationship. But for now, I will just have my memories and the sensual aromas of you everywhere.