Listen, Debt. I just don’t think this is working out any more.

It’s not you; It’s me.

I just don’t see us going anywhere in the future. I just don’t feel the same way for you that I did before. It’s not easy on me, either. Please. Don’t cry. It’ll be ok.

You’ll find someone else.

Someone who wants you; Who needs you. Someone who can treat you the way you deserve to be treated. Yes, you will. There are lots of fish in the sea. I’m sure there are several that would like you, Debt.

No, there’s nobody else.

I just feel like I need some time without anything holding me down. Some time to find myself and be free!

I can’t be friends with you, after this.

I’m sorry, but I still find you attractive, and the temptation for a late night debt call would just be too much. I don’t want to give you any false hope, and I have no emotional feelings for you any more. I know it seems cruel, but I don’t want to lead you on and make you think there’s anything left between us.

Goodbye, Debt.



I hope you find happiness and joy and someone who loves you.

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