i sent you nudes bc thats when you loved me. now ik what you meant when you said you always loved me. but you loved her and them. i should've written a list of all the best and worse ways you made me feel, not what you said; that meant nothing. and they were really the only thing keeping us together. on the end of our last day was when words seized to have meaning. they were nothing.and now look at us. i might just be as bad as you are.