you, and i

sitting here together.

this moment is bittersweet.

just like the wine,

i'm drinking.

as i give a toast to you, and i.

you're sad,

in fact, you're miserable.

i've always hated that part of you.

the ability to play the victim all the time,

so i can fall back into you.

but i'm sorry.

not this time.

you never thought i could build the strength to leave you.

why can't you be happy for me?

maybe it's because you're my depression.

but i'm happy now.

as i sip on this wine to this bittersweet moment.

i can only say to you,

congratulations, it took some time but you're finally leaving.