Letters

#9

Thursday, March 2nd, 2017, 3:19 am.

Hello.

Well, I guess you're still asleep. Probably dreaming about her. Or if you aren't sleep yet, you're thinking about her. It's all about her right now, am I wrong?

I lay here still thinking about you. To be exact, I was thinking about your "activity" lately. I guess you're trying to make me jealous with something that has been taking my mind all night.

Because to be honest, these things you do was making me confused. 

You're saying some shit to me almost everyday --I mean shit was, yeah, you named it. But then one day, I was trying to tell you about what I feel about you. After that, what did you do? You're trying to say one tiny sentence that broke my whole day, until now.

You love her.

I'm sorry, but that's weird! You're with me the whole time, and then you said that? This thing is going weird.

After that happened, I've tried to blocked you out of my life. But then all you've done was trying to pull me back. Excuse me, but I'm not a kite. You can let me go and pull me as long as you want. My feeling was never been a joke, even for a second.

Now what? You're trying to make me jealous? Man, is that really necessary?

Because you just did it. You tear me down. And I can't help myself to throw you out of my mind. Even for this second.