I miss you so much. I just want to see you and just talk one more time. 

I just don’t understand what happened last night – why request me and then block me straight after?

I just want to bump into you all the time and sit and talk in the park like we did.

I saw a book I wanted to get you for Christmas but obviously couldn’t anymore and it’s all your fucking fault. Why did it never cross your mind to treat me well or show me any kindness when we were together?

While you broke my heart, sometimes there’s nothing I want more than to see you and it’s hard pretending I don’t.

Yours still.