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So goodbye old friends. I will remember the good times I had with
all of
you. Because there were some good times. It is the nature of our
relationship that I will forever strive to forget. And of all of you, a
very special goodbye to you, my inspiration in liquid form.
I cringe at saying your name, but yes, you, alcohol. It was our little
secret for a long time, wasn't it? Even when you started betraying me,
I
still wanted to trust you, I still turned to you. I loved you so much,
my
secret lover. In you, and with you, I found warmth and affection,
euphoria
and arousal.
Even when we were apart, I thought of you, felt you inside me, craved
for
you. You had this funny way of transforming yourself into whatever it
was I wanted. You became strength, laughter, confidence and patience.
I now know our relationship was doomed from the start. You made me
blind with lust and
love for you, and in the end, you deserted me.
I feel I could write about you, to you, for hours. But I really wish
for
you to go away now. I know you'll be hiding around the corner, calling
me once in a while. But please hear this old friend: There is no
longer a
place left for you in my life. I make a conscious choice to forsake
you,
for eternity. I have found a new lover; Serenity and a daily quest for
honesty and simplicity.
And so, old friend, I am done with you.
Sincerely,
Daniel L.
Northern Ontario, 2004
P.S: I left a large chunk of my heart with you over the years. And one
day, when I am stronger, I will be back to reclaim it. It never
belonged to
you in the first place.
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