Kill me now and throw away the body. Dating is a new form of torture. We no longer torture each other with conventional means. This new method of pain is self inflicted like a drug.
Chinese water torture, meet text a girl and wait for her to text you back. I'm watching the clock tick and tock, I counting the seconds in agony until she responds.
A new depth of pain is layered on in the form of false hope every time an email dings in. My apple watch teases with reminders to breathe as I reevaluate my life choices leading up to now.
If I had gotten the salmon instead of the burger would she be talking to me now? Should I not have liked her instagram post or maybe it was my status update.
I replay our last time together, what could I have missed? What did I say? What did I do?
"Its time to stand!" F you apple watch.
No more pain, I will not care whether you reply or not. I will love me until you love me.
Love Is Hard