Vale, Semper, Matrem et Patrem
This is it, for the last time, for real.
I can't have any type of relationship with you anymore.
It's too painful, too confusing, too awkward.
It makes my heart break
I now have too many bad memories,
Too many to remember any good times I used to know.
Or, the good ones I do know now seem insignificant.
I'm sorry things turned out this way.
I'm sorry you think I'm a dumb whore.
I'm sorry you actually believe Jim's hitting me.
I don't know what got into you,
You're so different from the parents I used to know.
Even if you say you aren't, the truth is you are.
I know I've changed, but not like ya'll have.
It's too complicated to explain,
But it seems reasons no longer matter.
All I know is what I'm choosing is right.
I want you to forget me.
I don't want to be viewed as your daughter anymore.
If you must think of me as something,
Make it a dead memory whom you'll never see again.
That's how serious I am.
That's how much I've had enough of being with you.
Again, I'm sorry this is what happened.
But ya'll made me choose
So here's my decision.
I hope you'll understand.
Just don't contact me ever again, it'll be better for us all.
Don't ever come to my funeral, please.
Those are my requests, I truly hope you'll honor them.
Farewell and good-bye forever, mom and dad.
 Nina Layne Williams · Sun Oct 23, 2005 @ 02:27am · 1 Comments |
