I will obliterate all traces of my servitude to you. And all traces of memory of you and emotion for you.
There will be no more flagrant displays of obsequious fealty to you. No more seeking your approval and attention while you pine and whine for another's affections.
I will destroy this delusional world of ours and I will start from scratch. From scratch.
I depart in bitterness and in an appalling show of melodramatic weakness. May you receive what is your due.
