Unsent text message to Danielle

you can't expect full access to me when you never give me any of your time. you only talk to me at work about our breakup, only provoking me when i'm trying to do my ******* job. i'm angry at this point, i'm tired of you telling me you miss me, how you're still hung up on me, how you still love and care about me and…

i wont lie, there is a tiny part of me that hopes that one day you will just throw caution to the wind and do the right thing. and trust me to not hurt your life.

but then i realize i'm probably too passionate and romantic, and you're too rigid and okay living with regret.

and you're probably a bit too old to change…

You never heard that song? About shared experiences. About feeling so many of the same things. Harsh , zoomed it. What in the scamalama. I just tried to keep people happy, and attempted to start new things. I know I’m easy to hate, but we just peoples. I often say yes, when I should probably say no.

not because it refuses to learn what i mean — because i learned to tell my friends apart by subsuming the historiograph of their writing. with the advent of autocorrect, everyone types the same

You know how I feel about you, I’ve told you so many times.

You know how much I’ve been hurt in the past.

You used to be the one whose words made me feel like I could go through everything.

You were kind to me, affectionate, made it feel like I deserved to be loved, even at my worst…

i realized we do have something to talk about! we promised we'd discuss how/when we thought about each other while we were apart :)

that is cute. i will take it.

With love.