Dear Pink Eye,
We weren’t meant to be. You and I don’t belong. And now that you are gone, I can sleep at night knowing that I will wake up with both of my eyes, and it will no longer be a struggle to open that eye only to see you staring right back at me. It’s not you; it’s me. I can’t bear to go through one more day with a hat on trying to hide the fact that we were intimately related for that brief time. It was hard enough hiding you from my co-workers and other significant people in my life. No one could stand looking at me, with you staring right back and making them cringe. It was bad enough that they could not look at me, but even looking at you made me cringe and turn away in disappointment. i felt shunned, poisoned, inapproachable. We wouldn’t have lasted. If we are to meet again, I hope it is on one of my high school enemies that I have sworn revenge on. It was a hell of an adventure, but I must move on. Please understand.
Sincerely,
Erin