Pictures for Jonathan Number Three

I think I'm ready.

I think I'm ready for you to leave.

I want myself back.

I want my life back.

But you were a beautiful dream.

The death of that dream hurts.
It will hurt for a long while.

But I'll be okay.

But you...

Your manipulation.
Your selfishness.
Your silence.

Your complete lack of appreciation
For anything I tried to do for you.

I'm done.

But I still see you in that one picture
I kept of you on my phone.

Your boyish face.
Your curling, angelic hair.

Your eyes.
Your beautiful mouth.

Yes, you were a beautiful dream.

And that dream is dead.

I will cry when you leave.

But I'm ready.

Goodbye Jonathan.