I have thought about you every day for months. I have stalked your Instagram pages and obsessed over how easily it seemed you were moving on and living without a thought for me. I wanted to call you, I have wanted to see you, but I had no clue really what you would say, or what I would say. If you would talk to me or if you felt anything. So I said nothing. I’ve seen you on dating sites, sometimes it made me feel happy to know you were still looking. I have not been able to stop thinking about you. I swiped right, half hoping you didn’t so it would be you, who didn’t want to reconnect. But to my surprise, we matched and 4 hours into message exchanges, you asked if I wanted you to come to me. I know it’s only for sex, I mean, that is all we have had happen technically. I don’t think anything outside of the sex mattered to you because you so easily walked away from it. I know I threatened you, I know I was aggressive and disrespectful. I don’t blame you, for choosing your peace. I wonder though, why would you want to have sex with someone who insulted YOU? Why would you want to see someone who kept telling you they fantisized about physically abusing YOU? Why would you even want to have sex with someone who tried their very best to hurt YOU? I half hope it’s just talk and that we don’t actually have sex again. But then apart of me hopes we talk and really get to the root of everything.