dear jezebel,

i know that we haven’t been on the best of terms lately and our friendship seems to be predicated on all of these conditions. i guess i’ve been holding on to something that wasn’t really there anymore. i guess i really shouldn’t be surprised at what our friendship has come down to. i guess i really shouldn’t be disappointed because all of the signs have been there, i just choose not to see them.

i should have seen it coming. i should have known that things would have ended up like this. and i really shouldn’t be bothered by it. i really shouldn’t. but i still am. call it a character flaw, call it what you will, it doesn’t change things. oh well.

i guess i write you this letter as a farewell of sorts.

disenchantingly yours,
mike.