Unsent text message to Ella

I still miss you. I still think about you, you prideful, stubborn punk. 😪

Flat is empty, head is empty, stomach is empty. “Gather everything and get out by tomorrow“ sure. Gathering a whole life up will take time though. I am starting to develop resentment. Clothes are packed. Kitchen items, not so much. The beds lonelier. Association with you has been nothing short of a nightmare. I’m…

You’re a jerk, the worst part is you think you’re the nicest person, anyway i want to forget you forever, if i can swallow something that makes me forget you i take it

Knowing that you thought of me is enough to make me feel so good.

I hate that we have to say goodbye. This is getting really hard for me to contain. And I think you know that. I don't know what we're doing but I feel like we're both doing it.

I’m done. I’m done with having hope for people that wouldn’t give me the time of day. If someone wanted to reach out they would. I have too much life to live and responsibilities to be able to just wait around and see if it’ll be noticed. From now on I’m 100% returning the energy I’m given and if you don’t like that…

I’m just so glad this served as a daily reminder how much of an idiot I truly was.