Stop.
I can’t do this. It’s torture.
I can’t do this. It’s torture.
Must stop being a pushover. Done and done.
Don’t ask for my number if you don’t plan on calling me. I willingly gave it up for a reason. Fuck.
Why is it that we only remember what was good when it’s over? We should try to come to terms on why it ended.. it gives a better (although much harsher) grip on reality.
Cherish the memories. Hopefully after a few seasons, you’ll be able to dwell on it fondly, not bitterly.