𝘼 𝙎𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙇𝙀 𝙏𝙍𝙐𝙏𝙃 | 𝙏𝘼𝙀𝙆𝙊𝙊𝙆{✓}

let's talk

"can we...talk? Please...?"

It was about a week or two after I last saw you.

You came to my new apartment so unexpectedly.

You wanted to talk to me.

As soon as I saw you I closed the door on you.

But you stopped it with your foot.

You begged me to let you in.

But I refused.

"I don't want you back in my life. Not after you hurt me that bad."

I told you.

I was gonna close the door on you again.

But you stopped it with your hand.

"Please. At least take this. Come to that address. Please. I just want to talk to you"

You gave me a paper and then let me close the door.

It took me hours to actually open the folded piece of paper.

And when I did you had written an address and a phone number on it.

I scoffed.

I was gonna just throw it away.

But something compelled me not to.

So I just put it in my junk drawer.

I don't know what your planing.

But I don't think I like it.