Delete. Delete. Delete.

You know that moment when you realize you've become someone you didn't want to be? I'm realizing this all right now and only because I watched some stupid sitcom show. How easy it is to find out how stupid you've been?

He said he didn't want her to be the girl that comes over to have sex and then leave because he wanted more from her. He just wanted to spend time with her and know she would be there next to him when he woke up in the morning.

Once upon a time that was us. And it was you next to me. But now I get shirt visits for one thing and hardly a word in-between. You send me a picture telling me you're thinking of me while you're away and at first I smile and hope it's true until I realize... I wonder how many other girls you sent this to.

What a horrible place to let myself go. But at the end of the day, I'm tired of your shit. Actually, I'm tired of this shot. This has been on my mind for a while. And I just want it to be you and me the way we used to be but I don't think you know how to get back there when you always play the victim.

Anything I say you act too sensitive to and I'm back to square one. I'm no cheap thrill. I come for real every time. And apps felty that's always too much to handle. Because I'm not going to sugar coat and I'm not going to kiss your ass and I'm not going to let you treat me like I'm some play thing.

I want to believe I mean something to you. I want to believe in the words you say when you say I have your heart. But when I know what's really there, I know it's all the words that keep slipping from my hand.

He told me he feels himself getting colder. I told him to run as far as he can in the opposite direction because I had already reached the point of frost bite. And it has to be the worst feeling. This incredible feeling of indifference. To stop feeling pain or happiness with someone and to feel none of it matters anymore. Because nothing you do will ever change the way he looks at you.

You dont see me anymore. And my heart is quiet.