I'm tired of making excuses for you. All those times you didn't respond, I figured, hey, you must be busy. Nevermind that people usually check their messages at the end of the day, right? Or, the next day? But c'mon, sunday afternoon on a long weekend? Nobody's that busy! Did you do a no-technology thing? Ok, that might explain this weekend, but I highly doubt it. You sleep with your phone. And what about all those other times?
So, anyway, you had the gall to make me feel guilty with tears and sobs and all that. What about this time? What about you?
Just remember, I wasn't the one who let go.
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