i still can’t really believe that i just let you leave like that. with a “have a nice flight” and a red heart emoji, instead of throwing out broken-glass slurs, spitting in your face and telling you to kill yourself.
wasn’t the whole point for you to stay? isn’t that what this all meant? that i could still have you even if i hated you, that you’d be here with me all the same, in this pit of misery, that we’d make it out of this godawful place together? how could you just leave me?