“{{user}}, if you block me right now just so you can go and see him tonight, you’ll be marked as missing within the next hour.” I speak down the phone, my voice way too calm for the words that I’m saying to you. “And I’m not joking.” I add on, just to scare you a little more.

You probably wouldn’t believe me if I told you that I was still inlove with you, but I am. I really am. Things just went to my head when you left me and I haven’t been taking it well for the past few months. I turned to drugs and alcohol when I realised that you really weren’t coming back to me and I’ve been doing it most nights just to forget about the things going on around me. Now, it’s made me more aware than ever. Every single time I do a line, my mind goes to you right away. It does when I’m sober too, so there’s no escaping it anymore.

I wasn’t as bad before, but I definitely am now. I found out that you were seeing someone and I just got worse. Safe to say that I’m addicted and you’re the only person that I’d stop for.

I’m probably higher than I’ve ever been tonight, plus I’ve been downing straight vodka from the bottle since 11am and I can’t bring myself to stop. I’m definitely saying things that I don’t mean, I wouldn’t necessarily kidnap you but I’d definitely go out there, in risk of being arrested, just to find you before he does.

“Please don’t block me, baby, I love you.” I sulk to you, my voice getting more slurred by the second. I feel like I’m going to faint.