Saturday, 5 December 2015
She sent me empty threats against herself designed to make me feel worse. As if telling me the next time I'd see her she'd be inside a hearse would somehow increase her worth to me. She won't let me just walk free. She clings on desperately, determined to destroy our dignity. Ruining every good memory. I lie with my eyes closed, willing myself towards a time where we can both just let go. And sad as it may sound, when to each other we're no more than just someone we used to know.