Wood

One thing I hate about going to my grandparents' would be the endless long car rides. I used to think I'm good at this, but... No, when I'm sitting in the middle, or next to a huge wheelchair with the metal thingy sticking out poking my ribs madly. When you only get 20% of your butt on the couch. All above made you unable to sleep but get more and much more exhausted. No. I wanted to throw up. Stomach actually turned upside down. Not a good feeling. Just gonna turn moody and all grumpy. Gosshhhh luckily then the adults noticed the constantly changing position struggles and helped adjusted the thing.

One short nap heals it all. I was just tired.

I didn't silent my phone, and suddenly it rang. All of the sudden, it's wrong. Wood called. The last time wood called was like an hour before he broke us up. This name.. He called? A nice tone, a gentle reminder. Was that really him?

I shouldn't be so happy. I really really shouldn't be. Whatever he did, then and now. Even if suddenly he's tagged me in so many stuff, no. I shouldn't be happy.

I gotta remember what he said that made me swore not to appear in his notifications anymore. I gotta remember how just one sentence turned my day into hell. Seriously, I gotta remember how painful it was.

It doesn't matter what he's doing rn. Doesn't matter what he's thinking, I don't care. I'm not gonna find out anymore. Even if he tells me, it's nothing. Never let the same damn fire burn you twice. It'll always look so pretty and bright, but facts are, it will hurt you.

Oh please it's just a goddamn 10sec call.

I seriously miss him calling tho.

No stop. Yh.

Actually maybe it doesn't matter too if I only partially got over him, right? As long as he sees it as I've completely let go, then everyone would stop hurting. He'd stop the habits too. He'd leave me alone and think that I'm probably so over him.
He's better than me, right?
Wood there's no such thing as who's better, you're all awesome in different ways.
Do you remember what you used to say? Wood you're the best.

Everything changed when you broke your damn promise. When you left me to die shattered. So accept it. You're the best in your future wife's heart. Whatever I used to say was just a past, forget it, move on.

I hope you notice the fact that it's now just you tagging me and showing up in my notifications. I wish you notice that I've stopped showing that I care since some time ago, and that I've stopped trying to remind you that I miss you.

Just bitterly saying, you should stop too.