It's not me, it's you...you stupid freeway

Dear Mr. 405,
It's really hard for me to talk about this. You've been taking me North and South for so long now. We've had some great times. It's been fun and really convenient. But lately I just feel like I can't trust you. You are always causing me to be late. Sometimes I find myself spending way too much time waiting for you to get going. I have even found myself in park, not moving at all. Look, you see so many cars everyday. I just don't feel special anymore. I need a road who can get me where I want to go and give me some space at the same time.
Maybe someday when you get all your problems worked out we can be together again. Until then, I'll see you sometimes when traffic is gone. I just think it's best we keep our distance. I hope you understand. Sorry we had to end like this.