I mean, nothing personal, man –I’m just starting to abhor you now. I’m tired of those false promises that end up with nothing in the end. I’m frustrated that (I let) you take advantage of my weaknesses. You’re killing me! And I don’t want anything to do with you anymore!
And you know the best part of it all? Even if I expel you from my life, there’s a part of you that’ll still annoy me for the rest of this puny life! You’re that thing that’ll always keep itching at my dermis, and come to think of it-you have no life. God, can’t you destroy someone else? I’m taken now, man, and I don’t need you anymore!
Oh, yeah, I still respect you, dude. You really have the gall to make me slip from time to time (and sometimes from day to day). But at least I have something you don’t (really seem to) have: God’s grace. I don’t want to abuse it, but I live by it, for it, with it and because of it.
Let go of me, man, let go! Ugh, whatever- I’ve got better things to do than listening to you-so please, stop wasting my time!
Cordially,
José E.