I don’t think I realized how much I cared for you until you sent me a message that completely broke my heart. The fact that your vision was so focused on sexual things you liked made me realize you didn’t like me at all. I was so sure about you that I told my mom about you the day I met you. I liked you that much. I think I even loved some parts of you too. But I think you never actually did.

I miss you so much. My body literally hurts from being apart from you. It sucks and I keep thinking about sending you another message on Instagram because I deleted your number and I don’t have it anymore. I can’t do this without you. I hope you reach out to me again because life without you seems bleak. I wanna hug you and squeal with happiness because of how much I missed and wanted to see you.

Why don’t you love me? Why don’t you see me past your own preferences in sex? Why was I not enough for you? I’ve been hurt enough throughout my whole life and this actually sucks the most because of the expectations I’ve had about you. I’m going to sleep crying thinking about you. My throat feels like it’s collapsing and I feel hopeless. I hope I feel better tomorrow.