9:12pm 

I wonder where I stand with you. I never ask because I’m too scared the answer falls short from where I’m hoping I stand. I had such a busy day today; I kept myself busy. I drew, I laughed, I sung, I smiled, I flirted. But there’s always one spare moment always saved for you, I don’t intend to do it, it just happens like instinct. I always have the strongest urge to text you “thinking about you…” but it’s not fair on you. You’re moving on and I’m not. And i’m afraid to say, it’s lonely here. Always. Without you. Knowing that you just gave up on me. You fooled yourself saying I gave up on you. You cold hearted liar, how could you do that to yourself? How do you live with yourself. You cheated your way out of our relationship. Where there’s space for love, there’s always space for hate. And I think I hate you from escaping down the rabbit hole. I hate the way you made me love you, you played me.