Ex angst

I can’t tell you I love you. I mean I told you many times but not recently, it’s been well over a year since we last spoke. You were downright abusive and I told myself I was the strong one for walking away. So I can’t tell you again in person so I’m sending it out into the ether. I love you so much, I think about you every day, no…every moment of everyday. Also fuck you. How is fair that you got to move on and I cannot. How can I feel so much love for someone who feels so little for me? This is not a unique story. Why are we meant to feel this way? How the fuck is this an evolutionary advantage science? I hate you so much for having this power over me. Also I love you. So goddamn much, and I want more then anything to tell you that again someday. But you were an abusive fuck and I lost my goddam mind, sooo probably not a good idea. I Late you.