Parasite,

Our goodbye.

I initiated it.

You had offended me and insulted beyond measure, and brushed past my apologies, ignored me and thus gave me time to take a look at the person I had become.

I didn't like what I saw.

But still, you made me feel bad, so I apologized again and tried to reconcile.

But you were so disgusted that I had the audacity to go against you.

And well, you said goodbye.

What a godsend, maybe that day could have instilled the belief of God and his greatness in my mind.

It didn't, but still, it was one of the best things to happen to me.

So thank you, for insulting me so much that I finally left, and thank you for reminding me to stop being a little bitch by rejecting my offer to fix things.

You needed me. I never needed you, I just thought I did.

I was done being drained by your constant complaints and whines.

Nothing wrong with complaining, or whining. But you were too much.

You are too much.

Remember how I always said that I hated saying bye, because it meant forever, so I used to say 'see you' or 'later' as a farewell?

Well, goddamn, good fucking bye.

Bye, bye, bye, motherfucking bye.