i should block you for what you did to me not just because of what you did but for how long you kept it going, for the late nights i was debating whether or not to end all this because of how you treated me, for the way you kept me thinking that we were best friends just because you didn't want to feel some sort of grief for a friendship that died months ago. every time you ignored me when i spoke to you to the way you seemed uninterested in any words i said to you just to pretend that nothing had happened to my heart when you forgot about it only hours later made me want to say this to you months ago; but i was afraid, afraid of losing how you made me feel, afraid of losing a sense of comfort whenever we spoke, you deserve to feel so much more than what you gave me from someone else, someone better. someone who can experience all the firsts you gave for me, i write you this the same way you did me through hurting words saying things i wouldn't ever think of saying to you on a screen that can't even begin to encapsulate the feeling that i mean to actually say through words. honestly i don't want to end on bad terms with all the what ifs i would think of but i don't want to end on good ones either because you don't deserve it, yet maybe you change maybe you don't but i hope we'll both get our own happiness one day i would love to speak to you one day about this but we both know that i wouldn't be able to say these things i so desperately wish to say to you in person, hopefully one day but till then "thanks again for everything". ❤️

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