This is not a love letter. At one time I loved you. I did. But you have used me, locked me up inside of the darkest part of you, and ruined beautiful things I have started. I don't understand what happens between us. Much like a woman going through the phases of abuse, I can say I know better but am always drawn back to you. Everyone around me can see the problem, but through rose colored glasses I ignore the warnings. It is time for me to let you go now. To walk away. I'm sure you will try to lay down in my path many times as I move forward, but I will step over you and keep going. I have learned many lessons from you about guilt and shame. I am stronger now. It is time to heal. It is time to let you go and start building something new.