I wanna text you
I miss you
So bad
But reflecting on the last interaction we had
I’m kinda glad we’re at a distance
Deleted the draft
I’m still considered missing.
I don’t know why I feel like a Mistress
Such a pretty facade he was fixing
The secret formula is almost exposed
Ready to deal with whatever karma this cycle throws
Just remember I asked you to show me
But instead you chose to be exposed.