Ian
It’s been three days since I told Victor to leave me and three days since he’s been texting me constantly. At first, he asked me how to fix what he did, sending me short-lived messages but I completely ignored them. He can’t fix something he hasn’t broken because it doesn’t exist. But then he started sending me little texts that one by one threaten to waver my resolve. Again.
They are normal, casual things that just go under my skin and stay there for the longest time. Victor texts me without expecting an answer because he knows by far he is not going to get one. Not anymore.
Still, his words are all I can think about. He doesn’t say anything big or too important, no grande promises of never-ending love or begging me to accept him again in my bed. Just random thoughts and everyday
