I’m writing shit here because I could never write this to you. I’m still in love with you. We haven’t talked in 6 fucking months but I can’t let go of you. I don’t think you were ever in love with me, but you brought me the greatest comfort. I still don’t understand why you didn’t want me anymore. The last time we hung out you took my ring and gave me your T-shirt because then I had to meet you again you said. What changed after that? I think the reason I’m still hung up on you is because I never got that closure, because I honestly don’t know what changed.