Words I'll Never Say

{27} Four Texts I Never Sent

July 27th 2016, 19:00

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III. You still haunt me in the morning and when I look at the empty box of tea you used to like, or when your favorite song comes up on the radio. I hope you're doing okay. I hope you remember-
*delete*

IV. It's been two weeks and these 336 hours and 14 minutes have been hell. You used to shimmer like a piece of heaven, but you're gone and I'm fallen. You took a piece of me when you left and somehow I feel more emptier than I did before. Spilling my heart isn't helping, so what do I do now? What do I do without
*delete*

V. Hey, how have you been?
*send*

~ Zeina