Unsent text message to John

I would actually like to listen to you talk. Like, frfr. I won't say anything. I'll be nice. Pinky promise.

You had so many months to reach out and to explain yourself… The limit has been exhausted. I erase you from my memory, existence, mind … like you never existed, unfortunately i will have also to erase myself, and bury… It was a very happy version of myself … It was dissipating in pain and tears for many months…

You still love me you ****

I love you and I'm a ****

Just ******* call me already you ******* idiot

How have you not figured this out already. You've had a ******* year…

What's left of it anyway. It's going away. Into a locked box and I'm throwing away the key. Love needs to be a foreign concept. Something unattainable. Because my soul can't take it anymore. Everytime it breaks. I break. I loose myself. And I forget to be grateful. My love for the world will grow quiet as I grow…

Remember that time you sent me that poem? The ultimate red flag. You are one dark demented soul.

I was FR doing an invisible fly by. When I walked in and saw you. Woof. You smell good. Like your pheromones or whatever it is, hit me just right. I didn’t want to see anyone. Instead, I saw you unexpectedly too. Have a good rest of your day, and weekend. Til next time.