Dear, Whisckey

  Dear, Whiskey
 
     My old friend, the road we have shared has been so long.  How many great times and memories we have shared.  My mind drifts back to the first time I felt your sweet burn.  15 years old in old man Pococks garage with my best friends.  I new then and there that we would be comrades for life.  I had never felt anything like you. I knew the way you made me feel could never be duplicated.
    I drift back to memories of prom night stink fingers with my first love in my first car.  Having you on my breath helped my to have the balls to cross that state line.
    When I felt innocence's first heartbreak you were there to help the tears to my eyes. Oh how much you helped to dull that pain.
    So many good times. Muddy tires, bon fires and slutty girls back on Hedien road.  We were blood brothers and we swore and allegiance to you gravely burn.  We lifted our glasses and toasted to you the tie that bonded us in brother hood.  "To the good guys" we exclaimed.  The longing remorsefully burn we felt as autumn closed in on that never ending summer.  Oh do I wish that I could go back to that summer even if just for a fleeting moment. To feel that young and that alive again.
    My friend I have always had trust in you.  Though love and hate, hope and disappointment you have stayed true to me.  As the years have passed and the winds of change have come and gone you have never forsaken me.  So many good times and so many great memories we have made.  For thoughts I sincerely thank you.
    Whiskey my old brother I love you and I'm sure that I will never forget you, but the time has come for a bitter sweet goodbye.  I have realized that no matter how much we care for each other we need to stop this evil love affair.  I am not 18 anymore and there has to come a time for me to grow up and be a man.  That time is now
    Please do not blame yourself old friend for it is me that has grown weary of you.  I have come to need you to much and it has made me a crocked man.  I have abused you and used you for purposes unintended.
    It is time grow up and be the man that I should have always been.  I have found a new love.  A beautiful brown eyed girl that loves me and wants to be my bride, so I must bid you farewell.  This new love is so much more that the lie that we have been living.  The lie has been long and fun but never the less it is still a lie.  Please do understand that I will always hold dear in my heart what we had together.
     Times have changed and so have I.  I have a good women at home and sons to be a father to.  Maybe if I were a stronger and smarter man I would be have the ability to attend to all of you but I don't so I must choose.  Sorry my friend but I choose my family.  Please understand that I need to be a better husband and a better father.  I love you so dearly but I am a better man with out so I must say good bye.  I no longer want you in my life.  I can not be the man that I want to be with you by my side and in my soul.
    The memory of your sweet kisses shall haunt me, likely until they lay me down to rest. Enough is enough, this has to stop, our time together is over.  So my kerosene brother I bid you farewell we are done
     You will fair well on your own as will I also.  There is new hope in my heart and soul, I will be OK with out you. The time has come for me to stand on my own and let you slip away.

  Sincerely
  Tom Monroe