I just arrived home after a long night with the so-called love of my life. Because he has finally crossed the line I realize everything that he has made me into. All I wanted was love and he made me feel so many things. I am a different person when I am with him but until now I never noticed that this person might not be who I want to be. The clothes and the persona that I have fit myself into are no reflection of the person who I know as myself, it is just a mask to cover all of the sins bubbling up inside me. As much as it will hurt to rip every remnant of him from my life it has to be done. The true me can not hide any longer and as I strip off the remains of the night, break down my emotions, and wash everything clean I can feel the burden that I have felt for so long being lifted from my soul. A drink for the memories of him and another to dull the pain are the perfect end to this chapter of my life.