The Final Act
I realize, and I hope you do too, that this is not working out. I never have enough things to say to you. Conversation is halting and awkward at best.
I have a confession to make, all those late night office meetings were a lie. I had been cheating on you; sometimes with her: https://twitter.com/#!/oxyscapist.
And today, I am here probably for the last time. I am leaving. I want you to know that you were special, you still are. I don’t think I would let anyone fuck-up my head like you did. I have lost count of the times you brought a smile to my face. Or the times when you pacified my rants without a question. And I know my secrets would be safe with you, forever.
I will be shacking up with her for a while: http://needamuse.tumblr.com/ , maybe. I have given her your name. Yes, it would always be YOUR name. Try to forgive me, I never knew it would come to this.