The more months that pass make it easier to let you go. I check in on you from time to time. Like today when I was awakened by your music, I peaked on your social media. Things are more peaceful now since your songs are not invading my mind every day. It’s obvious you’re involved with someone else or don’t care to get to know me for me. The funny/sad part is catfish you blocked us from each other. They must have been jealous and wanted to keep us apart. I miss the ideal of you but realize it was all a fantasy. You were never going to tell the truth, build trust between us or love me how I deserve or you would have cut the crap and come clean. Made the effort, turned words into action. My feelings and psychic abilities were overwhelmed by your energy. Which was a cruel kind of torture you did not care to ease. No worries, I am not attached to an ideal of us because I need someone I can touch. And I met someone else who does not care about how wealthy or poor I am. They like chubby me for me. Although seeing you makes me sad things went awry and there was no time for just us to get to know each other and talk, a part of me will always love you and the fantasy of us. ❤️ C’est la vie, I tried. Goodbye L.
