Goodbye, My Almost Lover: A Heartbreaking Breakup Letter

This message won’t reach you. I blocked you after you messaged me. I did it to keep myself accountable. I suspect you blocked me too. Good. This’ll go into the void. No tricks. No treats. You don’t need me. But gosh how I need you. I miss you. So much. We’re you here? We’re you here? Doesn’t matter. Does it? Does it? The saddest thing I ever did, was beg for you to love me. So I did what I thought was the act of self love, and left you. 9 weeks. It’s been nine weeks. Please leave my brain. Please. We were suppose to go together. But now since this was the last thing we planned before I gave up on you, now I can truly leave. You don’t need me. Goodbye, my almost lover. Goodbye, my hopeless dream.