Unsent text message to Grace

I’ve shown up for you having no reason to. The least you can do is tell me how you feel.

I have realized that I need to complete remove myself from your orbit. I start hoping again when we start talking, flirting, texting. But none of that changes your actions. The long periods of silence and you not making time for me. I can't wait or hope or even talk to you. The only way to not re-live my past pain…

Would you still be alive? I‘m sorry. So sorry.

That your biggest mistake is that “when the world was ending …” you never came over. All the times that the sky was falling there was always something that kept you from me. That broke the trust. That shattered the faith. I hate how much I’ve begged you. Cause I don’t beg. But I bent all my rules for you. What did you…

It's usually around 2am, always at that time. When the unconscious takes over what the daylight suppresses. I miss the comfort of your embrace and the security that it brought. I miss simple things- your good mornings before the sun had risen, the lightheartedness and mindless banter, even our inside jokes. All lost…

I cannot deny the value of the nights beneath the moon, glaring with that sparkle in my eyes wondering if it was real.

Knowing what I know now, I know it was all in my mind. Gaslighting yourself because it fills a void must be part of my pattern.

Your pattern is destroying anything that grow, by choosing not to care…