My phone vibrates a second longer when I receive a text;
And I had not realised how deep the scars he left had cut.
There is a familiar sense of dread in the deepest pit of my stomach,
Each time someone dares reach out to this hollow skeleton.
I have not spoken to him in 8 months,
He has not spoken to me in 6.
Been sitting in my drafts for over a year, and we all love vague!posting about ex’s
(I’ve actually gotten /some/ closure on this relationship now, but old wounds n that)
