You and I havenâ€™t always had the easiest relationship. When we first met, everything was perfect and wonderful. I think that is because it was new, and fresh and convienant. Things are no longer new and fresh, and the convienance has turned into more of a need than us wanting to be together, donâ€™t you think?
You also talk. You talk a LOT. Actually, I feel like you are doing all the talking and that I can never get a word in edgewise. It is really beginning to bother me. I donâ€™t know what kind of a future our relationship even has if we canâ€™t learn to communicate better.
I feel that you have handled me with complete disregard, leaving me bruised, chipped and broken. I donâ€™t feel like I function better for being with you. I’m worse for wear for having this relationship with you. When Iâ€™m not available, you feel my absence and say youâ€™re sorry, yet you never FIX anything! I feel like you just want a better, newer, cleverer version of me and that will fix everything. Just trade me in and forget all about me and make the problems go away.
The last straw was when I overheard you calling me a, â€œFreaking piece of shitâ€ this morning.
I think it would be best if we just went our seperate ways as soon as we can work out logistics, don’t you?
Your cell phone.