Coca Cola, You and I have had a good run. I mean, we have stuck by each other through a lot. I am going to try to be as honest as possible in this letter to you, so that you understand why I am doing what I am doing. My whole life, you have been there. Either you or one of your cousins Dr. P or Pepsi, but mostly you. I will never forget the times we had together. Buying a large you for a dollar at Mc Donalds, or seeing mirages of you in the blistering sun of Samoa and finding nothing more refreshing then you in a frosty, cold, glass bottle.
But I feel we have a bit of an unhealthy relationship. I think I need to give you space, and I think that I often hold on to you for the wrong reasons. Remember that one boy I dated years ago who hated that you and I had such a close relationship? Remember how when he and I broke up I vowed to never part from you unless it was my decision? Well, lately, for a while actually, I have been thinking we are not good for each other. Your my vice, and I don't want a vice.
I will look forward to our time together on special occasions, but I feel this space will be good for me. For a while, a long while, I have decided to say good-bye. I have loved you, and you have brought me much satisfaction at times.
Don't worry, I will still sing your jingle, and I will still think your the best tasting soda.
Love Always, but Not Forever,
*This is not a joke, I just had my last coke, for a while. A long while.