Farwell, Dear Fancy our time has passed. In the realm of trust, where friendships should thrive, a painful truth emerged, and forced my heart to divide.

“Bye bye, Fancy,” I whisper with regret. However, your deceitful ways I cannot forget.

We built a bond, or so it seemed. But, it was all a facade, maybe just a dream.

“Bye bye, Fancy,” I utter with disdain. I will untangle myself from your web of pain. No longer will I be a pawn in your game. Breaking free from your grip, reclaiming my name.

I mourn the loss of what we had. But I refuse to let your deceit drive me mad. In the ashes, oh the ashes of shattered trust, I’ll continue to rise above, in strength. You are just too dam much.

“Bye bye, Fancy,” my voice echoes clear. I am moving forward, leaving you in the rear. No longer bound by your deceitful art, I’ll find healing and peace, and will stay close to those who love and care for me with all of their heart.

In the tapestry of life, some bonds must sever. Lessons learned will stay with me forever. Bye bye, Fancy, I bid you adieu. Bye bye Fancy, best of luck to you.