I felt so alone, and we had stopped talking the way we used to. Before I went to the hospital you were always there, then it seemed to just stop.
There was so much pressure on me from everyone to call it off, and I know I chose the worst way.
Truthfully I don't even know why I'm saying this.
I'm sober like a stone, so what excuse could I have from ringing you out of the blue?
Everything is just so bad these days. I've gone on a few dates but nobody get me at all.
I feel like a piece of paper stuffed into a manila envelope sideways.
It should be a snug fit to a portrait sheet of paper, but forced in landscape you get crinkled, and then there's all this air inside between the creases, and the damned thing won't close.
What you're left with is useless paper in a swollen container.
A broken person in an indifferent world.
I'm sorry for what I did, and even if you just want to ignore me forever I needed you to hear that.
I'm so scared, and the world is about to change.
I don't know if it will be good or bad, but I don't have high hopes.
I guess I just wanted to apologise, and let you know that every now and then i think about you.