Dear you,
I don't love you anymore. Your smile doesn't make me laugh. Your jokes go in one ear and out the other. Your eyes no longer capture me. Your personality doesn't affect me. I suppose over time you got old. I loved you in the beginning because you were fresh and new. But towards the end you never changed. You never tried harder. You never got new jokes always stuck with the same. You became a song I'd heard too many times. How do you tell someone you don't love them anymore or at least not in the way you used to? I don't hate you nor do I despise you, but I don't love you. We were a movie that had been paused half way through. Stuck in the same place and unable to progress. I loved our date nights. Mornings with oat milk coffees and a croissant. Sometimes you begin a relationship in love and overtime it expires. The good moments become dull and a story you've heard too many times. Our movie had been paused for too long. Unsuccessful, the viewers turned it off and I think it's time we do too. In the beginning I wished our film would have the most magical ending, but in hindsight it was always better off without one.
Rosalie
