u/BigKaleidoscope1950

Fuck you. Genuinely. I hate you, the fact of how much I still love you, even after all of this, is beyond me. I can’t help but wish you the best and the worst, and I still haven’t made up my mind about which you deserve.

I’ve been speaking to other people, like you have too. I still get the sense you’ve been watching me, the way I’m watching you. Do you still think of me? Freeze when you hear my name? Get that pit in your stomach when your friends mention me? The anxiety and longing that claws at your throat?

I know you feel it too. I know you do. Deny it all you want, it won’t work. I’ll still be in the back of your mind at the end of the day, still be the one you think of when you’re drunk.