57 Reasons to Break Up | Aaron Ramsey

FORTY - SIX ::

We were a constant game of sent, delivered and seen.

Through iMessage and messenger, we had always played that game.

You'd send me a message, and I'd reply with a short hearty response. And when I'd send you a message, it was always left as the one word I hated seeing:

Seen.

If you saw my message, why couldn't you reply? Even a letter that represented potassium, a letter that killed many conversations, the letter K would sate me, Aaron.

We were a repetitive cycle of messages being delivered and seen and read.

I'd send you a message, and you'd reply - then I'd leave you on seen, just to serve revenge on a cold plate.

Then you'd initiate a conversation, I'd text back; and you would never reply me again until our cycle begins again.

I don't know if it kills you just as much as these bloody messages are hurting me;

But I surely hope they are piercing you until you bleed of guilt.

We were always back on square zero, because we were never one.

And you know what, Aaron?

Two can play the game.

So next time you send me a message?

Seen.

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inspired mainly by addiebbyx3 bc well, it's an insider. ;) btw calum told me he was gonna use that text to blackmail me so thanks a lot (you know exactly what you said)

I'm trying to find reasons to write with; I'm sorry if I'm slow!

I'll try and upload every three or four days.

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