Disclaimers: not my characters.
Eric
By the time you come home from work and find this letter taped to the front door I will be long gone. I wish I could say I was sorry for doing this, but I'm not. You have given me other choice. I tired so many times to talk to you, but you refused to listen to anything I had to say. I was going to say all of this in a phone call, but that would have led to arguments. I know you will read this letter and be shocked, but looking at our relationship it's more than obvious that we are not suited. You are a work addict and I am not. I learned long ago that work wasn't something I had to do to fill my days. I choose to spend my spare time on our relationship and me. After everything I have gone though in life, work was never going to be my number one priority.
When you get home from work the television is immediately switched on. There have been times when after not having made love for three weeks I make a real big effort. You know the sort of thing like cooking a meal. I wear the type of clothes that scream sex. All of my efforts were ignored and the television became more important than spending time with me. Do you know of anyone who would pass up the chance of making love to there partner. When you eat it is always done with far too much noise. No one wants to hear you eating from access a crowded room. I was never the type of person to sit in front of the television wasting my life away. Television is always something which takes away from your life. Unlike you I don't feel the need to use television as a crutch. Your favorite movies are the type of films that have no plot and a high level of violence. You have never seen a film that will make use of your brain. You don't even know what my favorite movie is. We had two years together and you never even bothered to ask me.
In one of our few romantic moments I asked you what you thought about my eyes. I was expecting you to say something romantic. You told me my eyes were as blue as the sky and as deep as the ocean. My eyes are green in color. I want to date other people. People who will want to spend time with me. Hell I'll take anyone who is willing to spend a whole weekend making love. You want to know something funny? I still want us to be friends. We had some good times or that is what you were forever telling me. I am asking you as a friend and an ex-lover not to be a bastard about this. That means no banging on my front door at two in the morning, disturbing my neighbors and waking me up.
I'll forget all about the money you me, even though it was a lot of money. Hell I'll try to forget about the countless people you cheated on me with. I'm surprised you didn't catch anything and pass it on to me. Keep well and could luck with what you call life.
Ryan.