There are 5 days left until you come back to me and all I can think is that, I’m over it. I’m so over it that if you returned tomorrow there would’t be much excitement coming from me your way. I know it’s cruel but, at this point you’ve been gone so long, I’ve learned to live without you. We all know what “they say” it takes 30 days to get over someone.. well you’re edging up on 30 days buddy and I’ve already had enough.
Since you’ve been gone, and mind you 9 hours ahead of me, I have done everything possible to make myself available to talk with you. Meanwhile, only asking for one thing in return a text, one text to wake up to. But I guess I couldn’t even get that. Lately talking to you I feel “privileged” like I should be happy you responded at all.. but I don’t instead I feel like you haven’t asked me a single question about my life here without in the last 4 days and every time I try to tell you about what I’m doing here you are too busy to hear it. I know it’s cruel, but you’re telling me you love me and miss me while not showing caring at all.
Don’t tell me you have been up for the last 5 hours talking and drinking. Because what I hear is, you didn’t have 30 seconds in the last 5 hours to respond to my message. Don’t tell me about the delicious food you’re eating. Because I’m barely eating over here because I miss you so much. Don’t tell me your friends don’t understand why I am with you. Because I hear is run away, this guy’s no good!
So believe me when I tell you I’m sorry, I was upset, I didn’t mean any of the words I just wrote for you. But part of me does genuinely feel slighted in this should be game for two.