Something to get off my chest
Dear Other You,
I truly do like you. You make me smile by just looking at you. And I'm not a complete mess around you, which, trust me, it's good. There's just so much I see in you that makes me glad you're around. You're one of the few decent people left in this world with a good heart... but truth of the matter is, today I discovered the consequences of second connections. Especially with yours, being best friends with W. I just can't afford getting caught up again. Did you realize I hadn't seen her in about 3 weeks? Maybe more.
I'm too broken down to handle another "Of all the gin joins in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine." situation. Sometimes I wish you didn't know W.
Stay True,
Love Me.