play by years;

hello sweetheart,

I hate to tell you but it’s the same cycle. here comes the she’s cute. then the chasing. i need to text you, oh I shouldn’t reply so soon. but I have to, okay now I can’t stop texting. damn I want you so bad, oh let’s please be together. don’t worry I’m okay with who you are, anything you do I’m happy.

then, no please don’t hang out with them. please meet me, please only talk to me. don’t flirt, don’t go out so late. come home and talk to me.

then even the rice drop on the table, we get piss with each other. even the slightest ‘WHAT?’ comes the ‘you so irritated for what?!?!’.

then we get to the part of irritating crap. then the ‘OMG ure actually NOT what you are!?!’. where’s the refund?

then someone leaves becus they had enough. then the other begs like as if the whole world collapse.

then comes the custody of friends, then the ‘hate the sight of each other’.

then all the shit gets out of the bag. ‘she’s a bitch! she lie to me!’ or ‘fuck her, she’s …..!’

WAIT, seriously honey? Is that what we really want? Cause that’s gonna happen, sure it would. (who are we kidding?)

Love,

your sweetheart. (now at this instant..)