I just want to text you and ask what the fuck are you doing to us?!? Like, really? You would rather stay and be with ordinary, blah, shitty love?!?? YOU WERE FUCKING LEAVING!!!! What changed?!? Didnhe all of a sudden become great cool amazing number 1 guy again? Bullshit. But he’s easy, I’m complicated, and I am REAL, and that scares you. Remember last friday night?? Maybe not, but I don’t. I remember your naked body next to mine, your smile, your ease, and you held me with so much more love than you will ever get again. Unreal. My phone number hasn’t changed, but I guess you don’t care, and maybe you realized you never really did, and you finally had enough of this, me, love.