I'm going to try and make this the last post I make here. You have fucked me around so much. I truly feel like you don't care, and while I'm trying to communicate with you, you still don't show any signs that you might. Posting pictures of yourself: "I'm so at bliss right now..." while I'm trying to talk to you about where we stand, means to me you OBVIOUSLY don't give a shit. You tell me you want to be with me but you go and fuck your housemate, so you OBVIOUSLY don't give a shit. You can't even come up with a response to me, so just fucking say it so I can move on with my life, because you are fucking killing me with your halfway bullshit. I'm sick of hurting over you. I don't need this shit in my life anymore. I am done trying when you don't make an effort, and constantly putting myself out on the line in the hope I can trust you for once, but obviously, I can't. So if it wasn't obvious enough already that you fucking your housemate would lead to me never going there again, here's your fucking indication.

This is the only place that isn't too direct. I'm trying to make this easy for you, you asked me not to txt you and you're right, it's for the best, so I won't (despite the fact I want to so badly). For some reason I still can't sleep properly without you by my side, even after the mess of last night, and I still find myself crying alone in this bed which is far too big for just Rosie and I. So, getting back together would end in a mess again. The past would come up and get in the way of happiness. I know I want to be with you again at some point in the future so maybe one day our daydreams will become a reality. I never meant to hurt you and I'm sorry for having done so. I'm sorry for a lot of things; for my confusion, my erratic moods and feelings for you. Truthfully, they will never change, I'll always care for you. It's funny... I got a txt while listening to our song (when I say that I am referring to the Bed Song), and dying to txt you, the build up of tears began falling over my beaming cheeks but of course, it wasn't you. Maybe that's not funny. Well it was actually pretty sad, but in all honesty I'm glad you're trying to push me away. It's better for you without me, I just cause us both so much pain. I'm sorry for this but I had to verbalise it somehow. Don't forget that I love you and will always be there for you whenever you need. As for now, I will wait for you to talk to me, whenever that may be. I wish you my very best, Lu, with all my heart.