Last night I was told to block your number and cut you out of my life. I can’t do that, I said. Months ago I promised you that I wouldn’t leave like all the others. I intend on keeping that promise. No matter how hard it is for me or how toxic you are, I will not cut you out.

Last night you wanted to be real with me and said I was two-faced and that drama seemed to follow me. That’s ironic, I thought,  because there was no drama until I became close to you.

Last night I was asked why I care so much about you knowing you don’t care about me. I guess it’s because at one point in time, you cared more than anybody else. In a way, it’s heartbreaking.