"Baby, I miss you and I swear I'm gonna change, trust me." He begged. Trying to win me back. I won't tell him I love him. Not anymore. Doesn't he remember how the last time he told me that lasted a day?
"I just . . . I mean this is exhausting, you know, like, we are never getting back together. Like ever. You go talk to your friends, talk to my friends, talk to me. But we are never ever ever ever getting back together." I replied. Ending the call again and switching my phone off.
I'm going to miss him picking fights, me falling for it and screaming that I'm right. He would hide away and find his peace of mind with some indie record that's much cooler than mine. I still can't believe that I thought me and him were forever and ever. I was wrong.