Not sure where else to place this right now, but the title says it all.
Sadness. Sigh. You say you miss me, but then you push me away. I’m always a maybe. The backup. The option for later. And I’m done with that. I think that’s rude af. You want access to me, but you don’t want me.
Find someone else to play with. There were a lot of things I wanted to share with you.
I don’t think I’ll ever get closure and that’s okay.
Stepping away from my main socials bc I need space. Silence will help rn. He doesn’t care anyway. I’m the one feeling shitty. While he gets to live his life the way he wants to.
I miss him too, but I can’t keep betraying myself.
Good night. 💜
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let me think. 