I quit you. Your pull was so magnetic. I just couldn’t stay away. You enticed me, called to me, you seduced me with your promises of the good life. I loved you for so long, but you weren’t good for me. I should of known that your promises were gold-card covered lies. I believed you when you said I should never leave home without you. When I did it felt like I missed out on everything. The sky was the limit and the experiences I had with you were priceless. Then, I realized that you took more than you gave. I gave you blood, sweat, and tears. It wasn’t a fair trade. I lost sleep over you, but you never lost sleep over me. Everything you gave me came with a price. I’m just not willing to pay it anymore. During the good times I didn’t think about you too much. You seemed so supportive. During the bad times I thought about you everyday. You took over everything until there wasn’t enough room for anything or anyone else. You isolated me and I became so lonely, tired, and afraid. When would you let me go? I decided to break free. I tried to quit you cold turkey-it didn’t work. Slowly but surely I started letting you go. You kept writing me, emailing me, and calling me. You hated to see me leave. I don’t miss you.