Someone has to say it out loud—IT'S OVER

Remember when I told you that this will be the last time I will be talking about YOU? Well I meant it. I really did. Until the universe have to once again remind me you existed. I was okay. I've been doing great. I'm having meditations. I was living my life just as peaceful as I can be.

How dare you simply pop up in my inbox. How dare my family asks about you. And how tf does this sent message way back November 2017 found me? I HATE IT!!! I was supposed to be VERY grateful about being a person who used to feel the butterflies in my stomach but F*CK I CANNOT BE THAT PERSON AGAIN AND IT SUCKS!!!!!! It really does.

My scrunchies are distracting me but when I lay there at night, in my new king bed where the ceiling is all new and the room is just how I envisioned it to be, I find myself dialing your number. HOW AM I STILL ABLE TO RECOGNIZE YOUR NUMBER AFTER ALL THESE YEARS??? You don't get to tell me my ego is blinding my judgement because maybe it does but I just don't give a sh*t about it because even if I do, things won't be changing between us. WE CHANGED. Or did we? Or maybe you did. These thoughts are again alive in my brain. IT SUCKS!!!!!!!