Unsent Messages

You had feelings for me and they left you. The night I dreamt of you, you told him they were gone. Was it at the same time, George? Did you feel it happen? Whatever chance I had, I missed it. I missed it. I missed it. I missed you, didn't I?

I saw it in your stupid, pretty face, I saw that for a moment, you wanted it to come true. You wanted it to be me, kissing you. Right? Or...am I doing this, again? You were never serious about wanting me. Even when I asked. Even when you lied. Would you lie to me, George?

I talked to my mom about you, she still wants you over for dinner, you know.

Sometimes all I think about is you.

Why did you send that song to me, George? Really? I can't get it out of my head. Was it all joke? Did you know that it would undo me? Did you try to hurt me? That's not fair, I know I'm just angry, all the time, because I know I was closer to you than I ever thought I’d be. And it terrified me. It still terrifies me, but...you're not here, anymore. You're not here, and I can't think, and I can't keep doing this.

If it was all for nothing then I should just tell you everything. Maybe I should just fuck everything up.