Every time I reach for my phone to tell you about something that reminded me of you my heart breaks when I remember that I can’t text you. I tell everyone about how much I hate you now but truthfully I don’t think I could ever hate you. Even after what you did to me, I love you with my whole being. I can’t describe how much I miss you and want to text you. Why does it seem like you’re unbothered by my absence? I’m sending this because everyone tells me not to text you. I chose this color bc it’s your favorite. (weirdo) maybe you’ll see this and know its me