I may be smart, but you were smarter. The apartment by my place, the overindulgence of “transparency”, all perfect touches in your master ruse. The poetic words that I thought would never affect someone like me eventually broke my will and I fell madly in love with you. I, the woman who was seen as strong and powerful to all who knew her, was now the woman who couldn’t hear her name being called as she lightly kissed you, the man of her dreams, unaware that her table was ready.

I know you may tell yourself we were some sort of star-crossed lovers, destined to be together in another life, but that is simply not true. Your life is yours to lead as you please. We all chose a path; you simply chose a destructive one. I may have (unknowingly) walked hand in hand with you along it for quite some time, but I now choose to live in the sunshine. Graced with rays of glimmering gold, my path is one of truth and happiness. Golden Magnificence.