You have accounts on every major social media site. All of them are public yet none of them have a single post. Most don't even have a profile picture or any words in the biography. Absolutely nothing. I honestly did not expect this from you. Over the years, I've rarely ever seen you without your phone in your hand so it's a little shocking. I hope that after my last letter you understand that I'm not making these observations to shame you. Even after all the times you've directly targeted and lashed out at mine, no matter how upset I get I won't attack your insecurities. If you feel ashamed because I'm holding you accountable for your own silly actions, I'm sorry but I'm not going to sugarcoat things and dance around the topic like I used to. That is how we got here. I will concede that I was a little harsh that last time though since it was all coming out at once.

If I wasn't clear enough, I do still love you and I want to accept your flaws as another part of you to love and nurture. I know I am a deeply flawed, broken person myself. I am trying to stalk you even though I'm the one that broke things off. All I've ever wanted was for someone to just accept that person I am and in turn I'd accept them. I genuinely believed at one point that we were comfortable enough to stop performing around each other. So if you wanted to be in your own little bubble for a while and not talk to me, I wanted to respect that and did not intrude. I always assumed it you had an entire separate life going on in there that was more interesting than me. I appreciated sharing the same physical space with you even if you weren't present emotionally. If I ever did actually look at your screen, I'd have seen you were just using it as an excuse to be cold and distant.

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