Here’s a lil somethin’ somethin’ I wrote…

Hint: It isn’t necessarily about a person 😉

We would go out every weekend.
Together all hours of the night.
I won’t lie, it was a lot of fun.
And we both knew it wouldn’t last.

My perilous mistress.
My unorthodox teacher.

You taught me expression.
You taught me to release my inhibitions.
We would dance together like no one was watching.
We made countless friends. (Well, acquaintances)
We explored our sexuality together.
We even got into some trouble.
But it was all in good fun, right?

You taught me moderation through extremes.
You taught me balance through your instability.
We would push the limits together.
We would constantly test our comfort zones.
We would live life like a see saw.
A balancing act of ups and downs.
But it was all in good fun, right?

In a weird way, you taught me confidence.
You taught me to transcend nervousness.
You taught me how to strike up a conversation with anyone.
You were my crutch of extroversion at one point.
But I eventually learned how to be myself when you weren’t around.
With you the confidence came with ego.
You’re an alluring weapon of mass distraction.
But it was all in good fun, right?

After spending the night together.
I would wake up in the morning, and you were gone.
Though your intoxicating scent lingered.
You would leave me feeling depleted.
Yet smirking with misguided satisfaction.

I can’t always depend on you.
The joy you bring is fleeting.
Your essence is ephemeral.
And every time you leave, I’m damaged.

With you I thought I was happy, but it wasn’t genuine.
I neglected my health when yielding to you.
I neglected my goals when conceding to you.
I left behind the best of me, while chasing you.

You’ve always been with others.
But I won’t label or judge.
I just can’t let you mean much to me.
When I’m just another to you.

I can no longer be attached.
I can no longer be intimately involved.
You’ve been an eccentric series of lessons.
To say the least.

You’re the perfect storm.
Transient and treacherous, yet exciting.
Fascinating yet dangerous.
An enthralling element of any journey.
But I can’t let myself be engulfed by you.

I’m open to having you as an acquaintance.
You’re not good or bad.
I don’t cast judgment.
We can keep in touch, let’s leave it at that.

The reason for this is simple.
I know you will understand.

I’ve found the one.
My true love.
She is unconditional,
While you’re undependable.
She always has my best interest at heart,
While sometimes you seem to pay me no mind.
She has me rooted in strength,
While you leave me indiscriminately leaning.

She was there for me whenever you left.
She showed me myself.
She showed me purpose.
She is my pure, boundless bliss.
Always there for me, no matter what.

Don’t get me wrong.
The times we had were tons of fun.
And I appreciate each adventure we shared.
But our intimate relationship must come to an end.

I enjoyed the experiences.
Thank you for the lessons.

My perilous mistress.
My unorthodox teacher.

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Stay feelin’ good, feelin’ great my friends.

-Stevie P!