it’s 4:52am.
You’d woken up for what felt like the 500th time tonight, this time giving up and deciding to just lay there on your phone instead of attempting to go back to sleep. You had picked up your phone and seen you’d gotten a text message from an unknown number 7 minutes ago. You had no idea who it would even be before you had read the second message. You knew EXACTLY who it was. You’ve only ever blocked one person’s number; that person being your abusive extremely toxic ex boyfriend. William Schultz, a famous musician known by the name Sueco.
Unknown Number: I’m sorry for everything, i regret it all. I never meant any of the horrible disgusting things i’ve said and done to you. Please call me, you haven’t left my mind for a single second, you are literally all i think about. I need you, please.
Unknown Number: Please don’t block me again either, if you don’t want to call then i understand, i just want to hear from you again, a text back will be enough too.. just please don’t block me
Unknown Number: I'm just trying to find a way to cope without you and it feels like there's ten voices screaming at me.. It feels kinda depleting, A little defeating.
Unknown Number: I'm not sure how I feel and things have already gone too far. And I won't try to lie, Haven't been satisfied since you :(
Unknown Number: fuck growing old without you. I'll be young till the day I die with you in my arms.
Unknown Number: look, can we just meet up for please? can i come over?
Unknown Number: But don't you walk away again like last time, when I haven't finished my sentence.. There's still so much left to say but you don't know how I'm feeling