I’m done.

I’m done making excuses for you.

I’m done holding onto the hope that you might change.

I miss the memory of us more than I do you.

And that’s how I know I’m ready to open the next chapter of my life.

You didn’t love me.

And you will never know how to love me when you’re  sober.

So my love, I’m done with us.

You gave up and now I’m gone.