This is how it began
 
red wine met my lips and i continuously poured more
and sipped from the glass of intoxication
then my right hand grabbed a Bic pen
and the pen poured pain on a sheet of paper
leaving traces of pensive thoughts within its lines
fermented grape juice had me feeling fine, and i started to unwind
while listening to the soulful sounds of Erykah Badu sing “Next Lifetime”
but you see, i’m living this lifetime and in the mean time in between time 
before you arrive and the clock strikes twelve
when the night is young and the moon glows
and the stars dwell illuminating the night sky
i try to think of only you… only us
but my heart is in another place, my mind is in a race, back and forth my feet pace
and this internal conflict is forcing me to face
the fact that i no longer love you
and believe me, this is hard for me to say
right now it seems like the only logical way to get my thoughts together
is to write you, i’m trying to avoid another fight with you
we’ve been at odds for a while and it’s just not my style
to linger in a relationship that doesn’t seem worthwhile
 
I’ve met someone
 
he brings out the best in me and he strives for better
commitment, trust and honesty
and he wants me as his Queen
but a future of King and me will never be
if there is a part c to this equation
my feelings are a long time coming
i’ve been hesitating and contemplating
now, i know what’s best for me
no longer can i keep waiting and debating
i’ve made a decision, pros and cons weighed in
feeling more than tipsy, liquid courage fades in
all has been said, laid out
paper and pen
i wish you the best, hope this letter makes amends
last sip now
i’m saying...
 
I’m gone