The Whip

Just a quick message and a picture. It’s been months. Thought my heart was closed to you. Fuck.

I answered but only what you asked. Wanted more but you stopped there and I won’t chase you anymore.

Turns out, we may see each other in June. I’m excited and terrified.

How do I see you and pretend?

Maybe I shouldn’t go. Only I planned the whole event… A reunion of old friends.

I need to keep reminding myself… Feelings aren’t facts. Fact is, you never chose me. I don’t think you ever will

* The title is who I am referring to.


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