I first laid eyes on you twelve years ago. Well, I've actually seen you around before that, but I've never really seen you, you know? As with any other new relationship, we were both tentative and cautious with each other. All I know is, after a few meaningful but failed ones, I was hoping that this was it, that you were "the one."

As time went on, I found myself spending more time with you than anyone else. My friends and family were getting jealous, questioning your intentions. I defended you to everyone, extolling your virtues and letting them know that you bring so much value to my life. It wasn't always harmonious though. You would unintentionally hurt me and make me doubt our future. There were times when I wanted to get away from you, and I sheepishly admit now that I have been tempted and considered others, but the more I got to know you the more I realized that no one else can take your place, that it will be foolish on my part to leave you just because you frustrate me sometimes.

You have to admit I have been good for you too. I have dedicated a big chunk of my time, talent and treasure for your success. I think that's why we clicked. We mutually learn from each other and sincerely care for the other's well-being.

So why do I feel this way now? There is no third party, no big argument. It is plain to see that we are drifting apart. You have changed so much I feel like I don't know you anymore. Much as I would like to deny it, you no longer need me as much as you used to. And, even though you still take me to joyous places and introduce me to interesting people, I have ceased to be happy and excited with our arrangement. I blame myself for having gotten so comfortable with you such that it now is so difficult to let go. But let go I must, or I'm afraid animosity will start to build up. I don't want to reach the point when we will detest each other so much we'll reach an ugly conclusion. We should part while we still are friends.

Before I say farewell, I must let you know how grateful I am to you. So, thank you, for the countless opportunities you have presented me over the years that not only benefited myself but also those around me. Thank you, for bringing me to my new home, paying for my advanced studies and giving me such a wealth of knowledge that will be helpful in the course of life. Thank you, for the plethora of good friends I've met through you whom I know I will keep for life. Most of all, thank you for introducing me to the love of my life. By the way, he thanks you too.

Goodbye Z. I will miss you. Miss me too, okay?

Vangie Fuhrman got cold on 4.20.2005 1:30 AM. |