Emotional Torture.

Notifications.

Why are you texting me at midnight? My heart is a house of cards and your messages are like long gusts of wind.

But I don't want to build the house over and over again, every letter you type is a bullet right through my chest, do you know how I feel?

have you always known?

Or are you really that oblivious, that blind, so conceded, so busy thinking about your own benefit, stepping all over my feeling like they're an old rag.

I showed you the best parts of me, I put in the time and effort, never have I ever wanted to burden you with anything. I've fed your monstrous ego with broken pieces of what was left of me.

You still didn't seem to get it.

and just when I gave up on you, when I decided you're not worth my tears, my heart, my thoughts- you appeared again.

god, why won't you just leave.

and tonight, when I got your message, I deleted the notification. I don't want to speak to you. I don't want you to put more pressure on my fragile heart.