Dear future ex
I’ll be honest, despite continuously talking about our then-future-breakup, I was never actually prepared for the wave of pain that would come along with actually breaking up. I think the reason it hurts so much is because even though I went on and on about eventually breaking up, I didn’t, for a second, completely believe it myself. I didn’t want to believe it myself. Continue reading “A future break up”→
You said it in a simple, nonchalant way. Like it didn’t matter, like it didn’t affect us, like you weren’t going half way across the world.
You told me that they had accepted your application to transfer to New York for an apprenticeship under the very best artists. I knew how much you wanted that apprenticeship, but I hadn’t known you were applying.