Love Chronicles: You have a call from (blank) an Inmate at...

Dear POTS,
What are we gonna do sweetie? I love you with every fiber of my being but I won't continue to play the fool. You are back in Prison, this time for a year, but you're still there. And I'm here unprotected, unloved, vulnerable and I won't allow you to play on my weaknesses like that anymore. Baby, I'm not 15. I'm not so naive to the world that I think the sun rises with your smile and fades with your tears. I'm not that girl anymore. I'm a woman, all woman, and you have proven I may just be too much woman for you. I appreciate you for all that you've given me, the knowledge the hurt, the pain, the babies with other women, the embarrassment.. I do, because of you I know my worth, and I know that the shit you gave me, isn't what I'll be taking from any other man ever again.

You called me and said you had something for me when you got out.. something real special. For a moment, just a moment I wondered what it was. What you had for me! Then reality hit, you aint got shit for me because you're not in the position to give me anything but lies and game to get what you want. I'm here for you strictly as support because I never want to see you down, but if you think for more than a nano second that I'm gonna trip and fall over your game again. You will regret that thought. I'm so tired of these games you play and only out of love am I even concerned for you or your well being. I don't want to see you fail but honey... if the difference between my success and your success is you pulling me down to pick yourself up, I'm letting go of your hands right now! I refuse to be caught in this bullshit with you when I know that I am a very loving and nurturing woman that wants nothing more than to make MY MAN happy.. and I know that when I find that man it will be forever. I'm an asset, and a great partner, too bad you missed your chance to find that out. I'm moving on slowly but surely.