I'm so glad that you blocked me. I'm glad that you're not in my life anymore. I don't hate you even though I probably should. You fucked up my mind and life. You made me scared of relationships in a way. You've convinced me that every person I'm with/relationship I'm in will be the same way I/it was with you. I sometimes am sad that you blocked me on Instagram because I'd tag you in a few posts just to update you on how my life is going. Sometimes I wish you hadn't blocked me and we just simply didn't talk to each other. I know that it's better the way it is now but that doesn't mean I stopped caring about you. I still care about you and how everything is going with your life, that's just the type of person I am. Technically I could text you on your phone number but I feel like that would cause problems😕 and I don't want that. The dreams stopped after I threw the necklace so maybe this really is for the best. There's only one thing I have left to say, I said it in the first poem I wrote (that was about you) and I'm saying it now:
Goodbye
