Dear You...

Who you talk bout

Wouldn't you like to know

I don't recall being around anywhere so I am wondering where you saw me

Aw honey
I wasn't talking about you.


Don't flatter yourself.

Was he halal tho

Totallly.

Jubbah and all

Does he roll up his trousers up during salah tho

I didn't watch him

Are you jelly?

I was trying to catch you out and tell you off if you said yes or no

He would though, I know that without having to watch him pray

Who is this 'moon'

Who is this 'moon'

Dear you

Stop talking to me. I'm not interested in you, I'm only going to lead you on because I enjoy the attention. You're too nice for this.

From me

Dear you,

That's it. That was the last straw. I realised today something I should have realised a long time a go; you're not worth it. You're not worth the pain you've caused me. Goodbye J.

Me.

Dear You.

I can't believe that I've dug out some of our conversations from over a year ago from my recycling bin, and started to read them again. I know that it's unhealthy and you're long gone, but it makes me feel something inside for once, like when you didn't know how much of a monster I was. You were so good at digging things out of me and knowing all of the right questions to ask. I mean, I screwed up from the start because all of the conversations are within one day of eachother. That is no good.

I've turned into everything that I hate in anyone else and yet I cling on, because it gives me the tiniest shred of happiness and warmth inside.

I hope your uni results go well/have gone well (I really wish you were somewhere else studying anything else though), and that you're getting enough Iron, and that maybe you'll change your mind and be able to look past our horrible past.