It’s weird how when we first started talking I was standoffish and now the tables have completely turned. You ignore me now and it hurts. You told me you didn’t have time for me, that hurt. You never told me it was ok after I apologized, that hurt. You never waited for me to cum, that hurt. I put a lot more into the relationship than you did, we were never ‘official’ but you told me you loved me. You told me even though you never talk to me you think about me. Getting a text from you made me so ridiculously happy. Now the thought of you kinda makes me want to vomit. I’ve thought about cutting you out of my life, removing you from social sites, blocking your number, etc. but I can’t. I don’t know why but I’m holding onto what what we had and the fantasy that you’re still interested in me. I miss the 4 hour phone calls and good morning texts and the deep conversations and the jokes. This is really terribly written. Sorry.