Why am I never on your social medias?
I always see other WAGs on their boyfriend's Instagram with his arm around her waist, while I'm never in any of your pictures,
Except the two that were decades ago, the two that no one remembers.
Truth be told, your beagle has more spotlight than I ever will receive.
I follow you on Facebook and Twitter, but all you ever talk about are your matchday plans and banter with your mates at Arsenal.
Even the couples that are together for show are likable than we'll ever be, and closer than we'll ever get.
You never even mentioned my name once,
Let alone twice,
And three times.
Even Calum mentioned and tagged me in a photo once we had taken at an Italian restaurant, and remember you had scolded me for that?
Shuffling your hair and murmuring: "It should have been me" -
Whatever that had meant.
For the next two days that point on,
I had heard from Olivier that you and Calum got into numerous amounts of fights,
Once verbally and twice physically.
Fortunately, none of that leaked out to the public from the training ground.
Dear Aaron, why is Alyssa Florent on your Instagram holding her body near you?
I haven't touched you in a week,
And she feels your soul every minute.
I'm ready to block you,
From Instagram, Twitter, Facebook -
And my life.
Just let me find that button,
Just you wait, Ramsey.
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i did just realize that rambo's dog is on his social media often
dedicated to durmsteiger
keep voting and commenting so i dont run out of reasons lol
bis bald xo
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57 Reasons to Break Up | Aaron Ramsey
FanfictionIf you ever need a reason to break up, here's 57 valid and invalid truths and lies for you to tell; told to an Arsenal player by a short girl. © propensity, 2014-2015. Cover by @footbaII.