Dear You,

Hey. Lately you been on my mind and I’m pretty sure because last year we consumed so much of each other sexually, spiritually, and mentally. For me I thought about you so much when we were apart. Like that’s my favorite part of relationships — it’s such a fine line between dependency and fascination. Sometimes I wish we could still have our weekly Chinese dates. Remember what we did on the Super Bowl last year? But then it’s like when was the turning part that our relationship turned into a prison. You were locked in the house all day while I was at work. I was locked in there when I came back. My interactions with others stopping after I got out of the lyft. Like honestly babe. We could of, shoulda, woulda worked if i was “grown” enough to have real conversations with you. But I’m sorry I wasted your money and ultimately your time. Sometimes you still consume my mind late at night when my mind is racing. But I wish you the best Valentines of your life.

“If you love something you’ll let it go and if it’s real it’ll come back”

I mean it’s lame to me to hit you with the Merry Christmas or Happy New Years or even the Happy Birthday. I wanted you to enjoy all that with your family. Not thinking or arguing with me. But I heard 6 months of no communication should do the trick lol.