𝗡𝗼𝘄 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴: "Cake" 01:22 ━━━━●───── 03:19 ㅤ ㅤ◁ㅤ ❚❚ ㅤ▷ ㅤㅤ

the rays of sunshine entering the window wakes you up, you’re laying in your bed and look at the pillow next to you, it has the shape of a head that slept there

you realize, he’s gone, once again, just like every time he comes over, it’s the same pattern

you start loosing hope that he’ll ever love you as much as you love him

you check your phone and realize that he’s with another girl… how many others does he have? And why does it hurt so bad?

in anger you text him “I’m not a piece of cake, for you to just discard”

after a while he replies “you are”